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She stood up. “I have an idea.” The next morning, Lian went to the Kyoshi Bridge. The rally was loud—drums, flags, a man on a platform shouting about purity and sacrifice. But Lian didn’t join the crowd. She walked to the bridge’s center, where the stone had cracked from years of neglect. Then she knelt, placed her palms on the ground, and earthbent.

No one threw a brick.

Ba Sing Se, Lower Ring – ten years after the end of the Hundred Year War. Mundo Avatar- Vida na Cidade

Roku appeared beside her, then two other half-Fire children Lian had never spoken to. Then an old Earth Kingdom veteran who sold cabbages and still limped from a spear wound. Then a waterbender healer who had married a Fire Nation deserter. One by one, they stood under the clay arch. She stood up

Lian pulled it down. The rust flaked onto her palms. But Lian didn’t join the crowd

But Lian had heard that talk before. It started with words, then became looks, then broken pottery, then a brick through a window.