( But it's too late. She pushes him away, and it's not just her that falls. He does, too, his wings only causing him to spiral, his hand reaching out to the falling form of Azula and calling her name, but she vanishes right before him.
And he hits the ground, startling awake with a panicked gasp, hands gripping at his chest as he struggles to calm himself.
To be honest, he doesn't know how to react to that. Doesn't know what to do. Had... he said something wrong? Had he done something wrong?
Wasn't that the real Azula? And not just a dream...? )
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( But it's too late. She pushes him away, and it's not just her that falls. He does, too, his wings only causing him to spiral, his hand reaching out to the falling form of Azula and calling her name, but she vanishes right before him.
And he hits the ground, startling awake with a panicked gasp, hands gripping at his chest as he struggles to calm himself.
To be honest, he doesn't know how to react to that. Doesn't know what to do. Had... he said something wrong? Had he done something wrong?
Wasn't that the real Azula? And not just a dream...? )