Disclaimer: I don't own Avatar. I also don't own the concept I'm using- the drabble series was first developed (as far as I'm aware) by Rashaka.

A/N: Just so you know, don't assume that I'm returning entirely. I honestly don't have a ton of time on my hands, so drabbles and oneshots are all I can offer at the moment. Thank you for your patience, and remember to review.


He continued, never seeing her through the ivory shroud.

At first, she thought he was a Spirit- the mist that filled the wood curled and parted before him like kneeling vassals, casting his dark, graceful form with an ethereal glow. As he drew closer, she realized that he was too solid, too human to be of the Other World. Still, she dared not move or even breathe until he passed, leaving the swirling fog in his wake.

A mask hid his face- horrible, frightening, and yet as graceful and beautiful as the rest of him.

"Wait," Katara whispered at last.