The narrow mirror resembled a tear in the veil of the universe, and from the land that lay beyond the other side, a powerful, imperturbable, eternal being stared back at Kyoshi. A being that could pass as an Avatar someday. “I’m not thrilled you’re wearing daofei colors,” Rangi said, biting her lip as she smiled. “But you look beautiful.” “You look terrifying,” Lek added. A lifetime ago, Kyoshi had never thought she would be either of those things. “Then it’s perfect.”
