The world had forgotten how silence felt. Not the peaceful kind that follows rain—but the heavy, suffocating silence of a world missing its balance. For a hundred years, the skies had no Air Nomads. No sky temples drifted above the clouds. No laughing monks raced the wind currents with spinning staffs and gliders. The Air Nation had become a myth told to children—like dragons that no longer breathed fire or spirits that no longer walked among men. And the Avatar—the bridge between all four elements—had vanished with them. Until the…
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