She saw the Sea Witch. The Sea Witch, beautiful and terrible in her power.
While the Princess was passive, the Sea Witch certainly wasn't. A fey creature, she answered to no one. She was strong and her word respected. She cared for her village and struck down any threat to her people. They were safe. And she was herself.
But. Again. There is always a price, Katara.
The Sea Witch was feared and misunderstood by everyone, including her people. She suffered terrible loneliness as a result and was forever seperate from them. For people fear what they do not know and cannot understand. While the Princess was loved, the Sea Witch came to crave the simple touch of human kindness, yet none was given to her. She would have to do terrible things for their safety.
The girl first thought that, yes, this was horrible, but it was a sacrifice she could bear for the greater good of her people. Then she looked deeper yet.
For her people to fear their protector wasn't right. To live in fear wasn't right. A people struck by fear were in much danger as from any calamity striking from the outside. For fear sickens the heart and twists, and breeds hatred and strife eventually. It gets in the mind, and festers and rots. And eventually, Katara? Her people wouldn't be her people anymore. And she would not let that be.
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While the Princess was passive, the Sea Witch certainly wasn't. A fey creature, she answered to no one. She was strong and her word respected. She cared for her village and struck down any threat to her people. They were safe. And she was herself.
But. Again. There is always a price, Katara.
The Sea Witch was feared and misunderstood by everyone, including her people. She suffered terrible loneliness as a result and was forever seperate from them. For people fear what they do not know and cannot understand. While the Princess was loved, the Sea Witch came to crave the simple touch of human kindness, yet none was given to her. She would have to do terrible things for their safety.
The girl first thought that, yes, this was horrible, but it was a sacrifice she could bear for the greater good of her people. Then she looked deeper yet.
For her people to fear their protector wasn't right. To live in fear wasn't right. A people struck by fear were in much danger as from any calamity striking from the outside. For fear sickens the heart and twists, and breeds hatred and strife eventually. It gets in the mind, and festers and rots. And eventually, Katara? Her people wouldn't be her people anymore. And she would not let that be.
She shook her head. No.