ARSunshine

   The sky appeared to be endless. The vibrant, sumptuous blue took the space all to itself, not a single cloud in sight. Katara liked it this way, the sparkling whites of the igloos, the snow, and pretty much the rest of the landscape as far as the eye could see was white, what good would more of it do in the sky?   It was different, she pondered, when riding Appa overland, in which there were numerous shades of greens and warm browns, and plentiful assortments of colors. She sighed as she wiggled her toes inside her snug boots, continuing to gaze at the sky. It's funny, she frequently thought while thinking of how she used to look up to