justjulezoz

Zuko falls to his knees at his uncles grave. Tears threaten to spill onto his cheeks. His lips quiver and his breath hitches as he takes a gulp air into his lungs. He leans over onto the stone unable to uphold his grief and cries in a way only a person can cry when they feel overwhelming agony. He is usually not one to display his emotions, but he simply can't help it. His uncle was always there, but he's gone now and there's nothing Zuko can do about it. All the memories he shared, good and bad, come back to Zuko like a punch to the jaw. "Leaves from the vine." He starts to sing. He always heard his uncle sing this in his room, and sometim