You have never shared my bed. We have
never woken curled up
together. But my sheets
are still empty
and my heart aches. I feel cold,
strangely hollow and flat
and blank. Just like the space
beside me. Tell me why I miss you
next to me so much. I shouldn't know how this
feels. I do, though.
It kills me.
I Miss You, Damn it All by annesterling, literature
Literature
I Miss You, Damn it All
There's a golden hour in the morning,
before the sun is fully in the sky,
when the world is fresh and new;
and I've wished
a thousand times
that I could wake up to that hour
with you.
But you are far away,
you see,
and that's okay because,
I know,
you want to be here, too,
with me.
So instead,
I'll take this picture
and post it to your wall,
with just a little thought,
"I miss you, damn it all."
Zutara Week- Day 4 Secret by annesterling, literature
Literature
Zutara Week- Day 4 Secret
Katara flipped over under her sheets, unaccustomed to the muggy heat of Kiyoshi Island. After an extended stay in the North Pole it was almost unbearable. She tried everythingbesides ripping the decorative fan off the wallto get cool. When hours had passed, the waterbender still could not sleep. Sweat dewed along her brow and under her breast bindings. Finally Katara was desperate enough to crawl out of bed and cross to her armoire. Her Water Tribe garb was just too thick for the summer heat.
In the back of one drawer she found what she was looking fora thin, red-and-gold shirt. Katara slipped off her robe and released hers
Zutara Week- Day 3 Social Net- by annesterling, literature
Literature
Zutara Week- Day 3 Social Net-
Korra stared hard at the screen. She'd been sitting here for what felt like an eternity, just trying to figure out how she was supposed to do this. With an irritated growl she stood up and went to get a drink. When she came back she felt her anger rise even more. There was Mako. At the computer. Screwing up her profile. "What," she barked, "do you think you're doing?"
"See, you made a mistake." His finger jabbed at the screen and Korra winced. Poking the screen: bad idea. However, he didn't care. "Come here, I'll show you." The firebender took his finger off the screen to flick it at her in a come-hither motion.
She grumbled and came over t
Zutara Week- Day 2 History by annesterling, literature
Literature
Zutara Week- Day 2 History
History honored them in death. Two stone coffins forever sat together, a sad repeat of Oma and Shu.
Carved on one lid was a blazing sun. The other showed a dazzling moon. One wall told their story to the world; a tale of love that defied the spirits.
But the moon and the sun loved each other so much they were by each other's side everyday. This confused the people greatly, for no one could tell whether it was day or night.
To correct this, the spirits separated them, cursing them to chase each other in the sky forever, always apart.
But their love was strong, stronger than the spirits. The sun would meet the moon at night and cover her
Zutara Week- Day 1 Mask by annesterling, literature
Literature
Zutara Week- Day 1 Mask
"No. I won't 'heal' his scar!" Katara turned away from the two Fire Nation politicians that had stopped her.
"Lady Katara," one slimy voice said. His tone was one used on a child. The waterbender bristled at the insult. "It is shameful for our leader to be marked by his own element. Surely you can understand that."
She whipped around with a huff. "It is a scar," she said slowly. If they could treat her like a child she could treat them like idiots. "They are caused by healed tissue. Something that has already healed cannot be healed again. His scar isn't a mask you can just take off."
Katara was done dealing with theses morons. She stalked
You have never shared my bed. We have
never woken curled up
together. But my sheets
are still empty
and my heart aches. I feel cold,
strangely hollow and flat
and blank. Just like the space
beside me. Tell me why I miss you
next to me so much. I shouldn't know how this
feels. I do, though.
It kills me.
I Miss You, Damn it All by annesterling, literature
Literature
I Miss You, Damn it All
There's a golden hour in the morning,
before the sun is fully in the sky,
when the world is fresh and new;
and I've wished
a thousand times
that I could wake up to that hour
with you.
But you are far away,
you see,
and that's okay because,
I know,
you want to be here, too,
with me.
So instead,
I'll take this picture
and post it to your wall,
with just a little thought,
"I miss you, damn it all."
Zutara Week- Day 4 Secret by annesterling, literature
Literature
Zutara Week- Day 4 Secret
Katara flipped over under her sheets, unaccustomed to the muggy heat of Kiyoshi Island. After an extended stay in the North Pole it was almost unbearable. She tried everythingbesides ripping the decorative fan off the wallto get cool. When hours had passed, the waterbender still could not sleep. Sweat dewed along her brow and under her breast bindings. Finally Katara was desperate enough to crawl out of bed and cross to her armoire. Her Water Tribe garb was just too thick for the summer heat.
In the back of one drawer she found what she was looking fora thin, red-and-gold shirt. Katara slipped off her robe and released hers
Zutara Week- Day 3 Social Net- by annesterling, literature
Literature
Zutara Week- Day 3 Social Net-
Korra stared hard at the screen. She'd been sitting here for what felt like an eternity, just trying to figure out how she was supposed to do this. With an irritated growl she stood up and went to get a drink. When she came back she felt her anger rise even more. There was Mako. At the computer. Screwing up her profile. "What," she barked, "do you think you're doing?"
"See, you made a mistake." His finger jabbed at the screen and Korra winced. Poking the screen: bad idea. However, he didn't care. "Come here, I'll show you." The firebender took his finger off the screen to flick it at her in a come-hither motion.
She grumbled and came over t
Zutara Week- Day 2 History by annesterling, literature
Literature
Zutara Week- Day 2 History
History honored them in death. Two stone coffins forever sat together, a sad repeat of Oma and Shu.
Carved on one lid was a blazing sun. The other showed a dazzling moon. One wall told their story to the world; a tale of love that defied the spirits.
But the moon and the sun loved each other so much they were by each other's side everyday. This confused the people greatly, for no one could tell whether it was day or night.
To correct this, the spirits separated them, cursing them to chase each other in the sky forever, always apart.
But their love was strong, stronger than the spirits. The sun would meet the moon at night and cover her
Zutara Week- Day 1 Mask by annesterling, literature
Literature
Zutara Week- Day 1 Mask
"No. I won't 'heal' his scar!" Katara turned away from the two Fire Nation politicians that had stopped her.
"Lady Katara," one slimy voice said. His tone was one used on a child. The waterbender bristled at the insult. "It is shameful for our leader to be marked by his own element. Surely you can understand that."
She whipped around with a huff. "It is a scar," she said slowly. If they could treat her like a child she could treat them like idiots. "They are caused by healed tissue. Something that has already healed cannot be healed again. His scar isn't a mask you can just take off."
Katara was done dealing with theses morons. She stalked
Music is one of my passions. The love comes from being in band. In fact, I'm now one of two drum majors for our marching band. My future plans include attending IUP and majoring in Theater Arts. Then using my degree to get a job in a nice playhouse somewhere (and maybe make costumes on the side).
Favourite Movies
Disney!
Favourite TV Shows
Avatar: the Last Airbender, Avatar: the Legend of Korra
So... as anybody still watching me knows, I have been painfully inactive for a very long time. But I finally decided to share something again today... And everything is so different from the last time I submitted something. It was so strange!
That is all.
And now I'm going to go back to being most inactive, again.
Bye!
Well, I just noticed that my last journal was from Zutara Week... yeah. So I changed it.
Since this will probably be up on my page for a long time...
HELLO EVERYBODY! I LOVE YOU! *points to watch button* ;)
Haha, so Zutara week is here. And something I'm noticing? This is one of the only times I talk to a million random strangers.... not counting when I used to be in chats all the time.... But seriously, I am having great, funny, and serious conversations with people. It rocks. ^_^
SHAMELESS SELF PROMOTION!
Zutara Week: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7218802/1/Zutara_Week_2011#
Zutara Story: Worth a Thousand Words: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7073590/1/Worth_A_Thousand_Words
Dom x Keladry (Protector of the Small): Memories: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/7108425/1/Memories