Title: Nothing human
Characters: Korra, Amon
Prompt: Wide open spaces
Their eyes meet in slow motion, the eyes of his mask open, open, seeing –
Their eyes meet in slow motion, hers wide and violent blue, obscured by snowflakes –
Within his mask there is nothing, for where the eyeholes are hewn, there is only darkness, nothing human, nothing she can see -
Korra attacks on instinct, on reflex, their eyes never parting, not even to blink.
Their eyes meet, for one moment, impossibly slow, Korra's breath freezing in her lungs, dark hair flaming around her head as she flees, turning only once. Their eyes meet again.
And then she's gone.