
Whiskey, Fire, and Gunsmoke. He takes another sip, and grimaces as the cheap rotgut sears its way down his throat. All that is left in his life now is the heat. The wavering jets of distilled fire that dance atop the sandy horizon, eternally out of reach. The unrelenting blaze of the merciless sun, as it smites his shoulders with hammers of roasted iron. The hot metal of the revolvers in his hands, as they buck and spit tungsten death. He never knows cool, and he never knows rest.
These past twenty years, thereabouts, he has been wandering. Never sleeping in the same bed two nights in a row, or watering at the same saloon twice. Damned if he can remember a day when h

The Next Generation chapter 1The Next Generation : Chapter 1
By: Juria
Notes: Any characters you do not recognize in this story probably belong to me, unless you've never seen Avatar. Also, I just wanted to change one little thing, Mia is 4 instead of six, and you'll see why later on. Other than that, I'm done, so enjoy!
Intro: We open up on Kiyoshi Island, during a week-long vacation, about 7 months into Toph's pregnancy, which, given that it's her, everyone can barely tell unless they feel her stomach. Also, Katara is 5 months pregnate with her and Aang's second child. The children have all gone off to play, leaveing Toph and Zuko to make their big announcement, re
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Well, all I've got to add is that you're very much welcome. I like to touch people sometimes.
...XD Omg that sounds so wrong when taken out of context... LOL.
21 years in the making and this is the best I can accomplish?
Hot damn, I'm brilliant. XD <-- to be taken with a planet-sized grain of salt