Literature
Momentous
Out of every second he had ever lived, the moment he saw her face would always stand out as the greatest of them all.
It had barely been a glance, a single look as he tried to pick out the features that didn't belong amongst the peasants his search had taken him to. He had seen many pictures of the Air Nomads that had been wiped out nearly a century ago, had studied them during his time as an exile, and so he had been sure that he could have picked out the minute differences that would have set the man he was looking for apart from the crowd he hid in. So intent was he in his search that he almost, almost, missed her.
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