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Prompt Fill: Borra
Title: As Tribute
Word Count: 1,102
Summary: A brief missing scene from Episode Four immediately following Bolin’s conversation with Korra on Air Temple Island, and some vague connections to Episode Five.
Disclaimer: Nothing that you recognize belongs to me.
“…You want to know something funny?” She doesn’t wait for his answer, which would explain that odd, quiet closeness in her voice. “I’ve never actually seen one of these before.”
Bolin is not looking at Korra when she says this. He has busied himself sorting through the councilman’s gift basket, sizing up each offering as he goes; there are long bolts of silk brocade, rosewood jewelry boxes, bags of candied fruit and ginger, and of course there are the flowers. Armfuls of them. He can identify the lotuses, at least, the chrysanthemums, and this one might be a fire orchid; it has petals that curl like tongues of flame and had probably cost more than every prize fight he has ever won put together.
But when he turns to see, Korra is spinning a rose between her fingers. His rose.
The language and simplicity of this fic is utterly gorgeous. Just, Korra’s gestures. Bolin’s dialogue. All flawless beyond compare. My heart breaks a little reading this, but in a good way.♥