Kirah

A Story by hildaarlette

If I was in Avatar, I imagine this is how I would learn how to earth bend.

I sit cross crossed in between the canyons, feeling the cool breeze hit my face as I begin concentrate on minerals in the ground. I let out a soft sigh and say to myself, “You can do this.” I feel the damp dirt underneath me and lift my hands to chest level. The wind around me begins to pick up as a hole is left in ground. Rocks and soil being to intertwine as my heart starts to race. A drop of sweat escapes from my temple when the bolder begins to form in the sky. With all my might I try to keep it there, but I feel the energy escaping me. Bits of rock being falling as I’m starting to lose control. I stand up, holding my breath and squeezing my hands in hope of restoring my creation. The bolder crumbles as I cover my face. I peak out from my hands to see the disrupted environment. “You almost had it that time.” A familiar voice says. I quickly turned around to find Master Maku a few feet away from me. “How long has he been watching me?” I think. I turn back around to see the mess I have made. “We should go back to the temple. Some meditation will do you good.” Maku says. I turn back to him and look him square in the eyes, “No. I can do this, let’s go again.” I say. My spirit will not be broken. I will not rest until I have mastered this skill. I begin to get lost in my thoughts when Maku says, “Kirah?” I look at him once again. “This time don’t forget to breath.” I give him a devilish smile as I sit back down and begin to feel the damp dirt underneath me.