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"Turtle, Duck, Dragon, Horse" pt. 1

Illustrations for my Avatar: The Last Airbender and The Legend of Korra big-ass fanfic "Turtle, Duck, Dragon, Horse", from chapters 1 & 2.

"Their guide pushes open the double doors and leads them up a stone staircase to a yawning moongate. With a practiced smile and a little dramatic flourish, he steps aside to reveal a wide courtyard, green and dappled in late-morning sunlight..."

"Their guide pushes open the double doors and leads them up a stone staircase to a yawning moongate. With a practiced smile and a little dramatic flourish, he steps aside to reveal a wide courtyard, green and dappled in late-morning sunlight..."

"Grit's drenched, of course. Everything below the waste is caked in foul-smelling mud, and her pants squelch when she does finally sit."

"Grit's drenched, of course. Everything below the waste is caked in foul-smelling mud, and her pants squelch when she does finally sit."

"'HEY, YA’LL!' calls Quyt over the porch. 'NEW GIRL HERE’S GONNA READ SOME STORIES TO US!' The game of stickball is quickly abandoned. The quicker kids get up to the porch in time to find a seat on the floor, leaving the rest to stand on the stairs..."

"'HEY, YA’LL!' calls Quyt over the porch. 'NEW GIRL HERE’S GONNA READ SOME STORIES TO US!' The game of stickball is quickly abandoned. The quicker kids get up to the porch in time to find a seat on the floor, leaving the rest to stand on the stairs..."

"An old woman who can only be Blackwater Suong stands a few feet away, hands at her hips in a stance of utter vexation. Seeing as she doesn’t seem about to murder them, Grit greets her with a thumbs-up, the universal signal of goodwill."

"An old woman who can only be Blackwater Suong stands a few feet away, hands at her hips in a stance of utter vexation. Seeing as she doesn’t seem about to murder them, Grit greets her with a thumbs-up, the universal signal of goodwill."

"They make it back to the road with time to spare, so they wait atop the exit to one of the transit tunnels. With vines wrapped around her waist... Quyt can use the vines to plunk her down right where she needs to be."

"They make it back to the road with time to spare, so they wait atop the exit to one of the transit tunnels. With vines wrapped around her waist... Quyt can use the vines to plunk her down right where she needs to be."