A Flower of Hope
Slowly, the evening wore on, and the sun, a ball of light filtering through the white canvas of my tent, dipped behind the mountains. The setting sun bathed the tent in a warm red glow before fading completely, leaving us in darkness. Sari eagerly demonstrated her light magic once again, but Elinore soon gently ushered her away.
"Bye, Xiviyah! I'll visit tomorrow!" Sari said as the life mage pushed her outside.
I waved with a gentle laugh, but my smile faded the moment she was gone. It had been wonderful to see and speak with her, but I wished I could have seen Korra. But she hadn't come by.