アバター The Last Airbender

“Aang, look!” yelled Katara, “Haruki’s taking his first steps!”
Aang ran into the tent and watched his six 月 old son take a few steps over to Katara who was kneeling on the ground with her arms outstretched. Haruki stumbled before he made it to Katara and fell backwards onto his rear.
“Don’t worry, Haruki,” 発言しました Aang as he knelt down 次 to Katara, “You’ll be able to walk just fine with enough practice.”
Haruki suddenly sneezed and he slid a couple feet backwards.
“Well, at least we know you’re not the last airbender anymore.” 発言しました Katara as she pulled out a cloth...

Imagine a world with all bending prohibited,
Except the kind practiced によって the ruling Nation;
A populace robbed of human rights, restricted
In their living によって unlimited pervasion
Of tyranny,
And senseless perversion;
Suppression
Of equality
And endless invasion
Of privacy…

Imagine a life of having to bend
Not one’s element, but to the will
Of the slavedriver;
Into the wilderness blend
Or be made into a kill,
Unless taken prisoner…

In a world without hope,
Who would fight for us?
Where could we run,
Stumble または grope?
Who could set things right for us
Before oppression effaced the sun?

Alas the アバター sleeps;...