And in the Earth Kingdom he's a bogeyman of sorts, something mother's use to chase their children down to supper. The Dragon of the West will get you! The first time he heard something like this, passing by a downstairs window, he half thought someone was calling him.
Oh, God, AWESOME. It's so strange to be remembered, in that foggy way, without being recognized. Remembered as something he never felt he was, really, and not remembered as himself. He concludes that he needs to make more friends as himself, completely divorced from that shadow-self used to scare children. Making friends is something Iroh is good at; within a few days he is arguing genially about Pai Sho with a widow who owns a candle-making business two doors down, and who never notices, up to the top of her mind, that the tea she takes with Iroh never seems to go cold.
She tells him, a week later, about her son, who died during the siege. Iroh watches the tea he's pouring for a long, long time and then says that the Fire Nation took sons from them all.
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Date: 2010-09-21 09:25 pm (UTC)Oh, God, AWESOME. It's so strange to be remembered, in that foggy way, without being recognized. Remembered as something he never felt he was, really, and not remembered as himself. He concludes that he needs to make more friends as himself, completely divorced from that shadow-self used to scare children. Making friends is something Iroh is good at; within a few days he is arguing genially about Pai Sho with a widow who owns a candle-making business two doors down, and who never notices, up to the top of her mind, that the tea she takes with Iroh never seems to go cold.
She tells him, a week later, about her son, who died during the siege. Iroh watches the tea he's pouring for a long, long time and then says that the Fire Nation took sons from them all.