You can't explain how to breathe. You just - know. It's instinctive, beyond your reach, and only barely something that can be controlled. It's like the beating of your heart. You can slow it down, speed it up, if you reach or if you run - it's a matter of getting in touch with a place deep, deep inside of you, where the heartbeat lives. A matter of losing yourself in your own breathing, if you want to make it fast or deep or slow. It's beyond knowing.
You just do.
And if I can't do it - he can't help me.
Breathe, Katara.
Just breathe.
There is a long pause as she does just that, reaching deep inside of herself to the place where instincts dwell, feeling herself breathing, the steady, if accelerated, beating of her heart.
Calm. Slow.
Shut them again.
When she speaks next, her voice is almost dreamy - distant and echoing.]
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You can't explain how to breathe. You just - know. It's instinctive, beyond your reach, and only barely something that can be controlled. It's like the beating of your heart. You can slow it down, speed it up, if you reach or if you run - it's a matter of getting in touch with a place deep, deep inside of you, where the heartbeat lives. A matter of losing yourself in your own breathing, if you want to make it fast or deep or slow. It's beyond knowing.
You just do.
And if I can't do it - he can't help me.
Breathe, Katara.
Just breathe.
There is a long pause as she does just that, reaching deep inside of herself to the place where instincts dwell, feeling herself breathing, the steady, if accelerated, beating of her heart.
Calm. Slow.
Shut them again.
When she speaks next, her voice is almost dreamy - distant and echoing.]
Is it like a curtain?