━━━ ━ ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ [ɴᴀᴍᴇ] ɪꜱɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴜʀᴇ ᴏɴ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇᴍʙᴏᴅɪᴇʀ, ʟᴇᴛ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ
"The Avatar and the Embodier must work together to bring balance among the four nations, Avatar must bring peace and protection whereas the Emboider must bring main...
Also I shouldn't be putting some specific details to the story.
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Rất tiếc! Hình ảnh này không tuân theo hướng dẫn nội dung. Để tiếp tục đăng tải, vui lòng xóa hoặc tải lên một hình ảnh khác.
Unexpectedly, the moon shuned in red like her menstrual cycle.
Puckering the gentle skin of her head as crimping her eyebrows closely to one another whilst the unwelcoming feeling of perturbed seethed within her increasing through the imaginary through, the previous frigid rays of light that they used to now replace by the unusual warm one, the phenomenon radiance emanated from the bloody moon irks her vision but what's worse is the faint affliction gnawing her head now accelerates, a gauzy sentiment soon followed afterwards.
It seems that it wasn't only [Name] that shared the distinctive yet onerous pain when the unpleasant scent of raw discomfort lingered above the atmosphere, consequently entering her nostril as to which she mentally winced. Hearing a groan from Yue, she instinctively leaned to her friend whereas Sokka aid the princess by resting his hands on her shoulder and clothe back, she reflected the same movement that [Name] did by placing her hand onto her forehead.
"What's wrong?" Sokka softly inquired, making his best effort to comfort the princess and Yue subconsciously leaned onto his touch.
Another small groan leaves her, "I feel faint"
"I feel it too" Aang fixated his unoccupied hand at the side of his head before glimpsed at the crimson moon soaring upon the caliginous sky as his grey hues glistened in apprehension, "The spirit moon is in trouble"
The platinum haired female lowered her gaze and confessed, "I owe the moon spirit my life"
[Name] slightly perk her head after speaking her statement- of course, she have been already told the event of this, though it sounded those typical tale and feign stories she had read about but when sensing a melancholic with a mixture of genuine feelings, she knew this story was authentic, a sympathy frown dragged her lips downward when audibly hearing the princess her story.
"When I was born, I was very ill. Most babies cry when they're born but I was born as if I was asleep, my eyes closed. Our healers did everything they could, they told my parents that I was going to die. My father pleaded to the spirits to save me. That night- beneath the full moon, he brought me to the Oasis and placed me on the pond, my dark hair turned white. I opened my eyes and began to cry and they knew I would live. That's why my mother named me Yue- for the moon"
Silence engirdle around them shortly after that for they even don't know to respond to the event that she had told but the commiseration written above each of their features quietly said more. Knowing that she was in a verge of death in such a young age is what they felt despondent for, nevertheless, they all felt grateful for the spirit to give an ounce of its life for a young child.
