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Word Count - 2,400 words
Notes: Before she leaves, Korra left behind some letters. Mako deals with her absence. (I wanted to write something a bit deeper, what do you think?)
Without a word, Korra leaves everything behind. Everything. All of her clothes and worldly belongings, Naga, her hair. Katara finds the long, tangled strands in a messy heap on the floor, the knife responsible lying on the counter.
Apparently, she also left behind letters. They come in a neat parcel, one day, bundled with a light blue ribbon (too similar to the color of her eyes, he thinks) and Tenzin solemnly sorts them, handing them over one by one. Mako feels uncomfortable, like the Airbending Master is reading the Avatar’s last Will and Testament. She’s not dead, she’s just…not here.
Bolin instantly tears his open, sobbing quietly as Pabu nuzzles his cheek. Asami’s letter is thickest of the three and she slits her envelope open with cold precision, reading the words quickly before neatly folding the parchment in quarters. She sighs, her eyes sad but understanding, as she gently tucks the paper into her jacket.
Mako doesn’t open his, yet. He has no idea what Korra would want him to know, and he’s not sure if he could handle knowing…especially in front of the others.
No one questions—and no one asks. They all nod and go their separate ways. Everyone has a different way to cope.
on Book 4