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She didn't know why at first. Her mind was still throwing off the ropes of sleep. Placing her feet on the ground Toph's head lowered, "Good-bye, Twinkle Toes,"
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The death of Avatar Aang came as a shock to the world as word passed on quickly that he was gone.
Avatars were known for living to be over a hundred years old. The only Avatar to die young was Avatar Kuruk at 33, but that was because of his own poor choices. Avatar Kiyoshi lived to be over 200. Some said it was to make up for the time that Kuruk did not use to do what needed to be done. Though Yang Chen had secured peace for the world during her time before him.
But there were those to still mourn Avatar Aang after his death.
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Sokka sat beside Katara doing his best to help console his sister, niece, and nephews. Katara was going through the motions as people came by to give their condolences to her and kids. "I'll be right back, I need a minute."
He needed some air. Everything felt so stuffy, and sad. Aang was a jokester. He would want people to laugh and tell stories. Not crying.
Getting outside Sokka sighed softly as his eyes looked to the statue in Yue Bay. The statue looked more like him when they were all kids. Bringing a smile to his face he nodded, "Good-bye Aang,"
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"Fire Lord Zuko?" A servant stepped into the room and bowed to him.
"Yes, what is it?" he asked.
"I regret to inform you, Avatar Aang has passed," The servent bowed as they were dismissed. Feeling his heart clench a bit Zuko got up from his seat to wander through the palace.
Many years ago Zuko had been gifted a painting of them. He remembered the day they all sat around to really get a look at it and ended up spending the night reminiscing about the adventures that came before it. He kept it tucked away in a place only he would know of. It was more of a keepsake than anything else. Unrolling the scroll he sighed softly, it's been years since he'd taken a chance to look.
"Good-bye, Aang," he smiled softly to himself.
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"Mom? They're about to take Dad away for burial. Dod you want to say any final good-byes?" Kya asked.
"It's not really a good-bye. I will see him again soon."