[The knowledge is there, hovering against her skin like mist. All she has to do is reach - and step into it, let it fall over her, let it flow.
She's close now - so close that her instincts have started to clamor a thousand 'What-if' warnings. And Katara makes herself breathe. It's like straining against a heavy wind to the edge of a cliff, teetering on the tip, the tension exquisite.
And then - she lets go.
The curtain falls.
And there is darkness. Her entire body slumps like a puppet freed from its strings. The pain is gone completely for the first time and the absence of it is so sweet.
Everything is louder now - or so it seems. She can feel more - so much more - just beyond her reach. And the more is beautiful.
For a long moment, she almost doesn't want to say anything. She wants to send her senses out and explore. But she can feel the steady weight of Ginko's gaze, and all the love and concern of her family - and her voice is steady and entirely present when she speaks.] I've got it.
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She's close now - so close that her instincts have started to clamor a thousand 'What-if' warnings. And Katara makes herself breathe. It's like straining against a heavy wind to the edge of a cliff, teetering on the tip, the tension exquisite.
And then - she lets go.
The curtain falls.
And there is darkness. Her entire body slumps like a puppet freed from its strings. The pain is gone completely for the first time and the absence of it is so sweet.
Everything is louder now - or so it seems. She can feel more - so much more - just beyond her reach. And the more is beautiful.
For a long moment, she almost doesn't want to say anything. She wants to send her senses out and explore. But she can feel the steady weight of Ginko's gaze, and all the love and concern of her family - and her voice is steady and entirely present when she speaks.] I've got it.