Shattenrabe

Azula's POV I was home. After 11 long month in the loony bin, I was home. With my mother and brother. Since I've been thrown in there, my brother has located my mother and brought her back. The more I think about this, the more I missed the asylum. Sure, I was treated like dirt. Like a common lunatic, but I was away from everything. Now I've been thrown into this whirl pool that put me in there to begin with. I look at my brother wearing MY crown. It's my birthright, not his! But there's nothing I can do. I'm powerless. It hasn't happened often, but I do truly know when I'm beaten. I have no foot hole anymore. I walk down the long hallway t