Never saw this series, but since it's from Lurk:

The Eternal Lost Lurker wrote:

Kanna gazed wistfully up at the waning moon, washing the icy seas with its
shimmering silver luminescence, as it had since before the time of man. It
was a night very much like this when her precious little Waterbender was
born...

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"Great spirits of the Ocean and the Moon, please bless the birth of this
child, may 

think 'child. May' works better

you be strong yet gentle, ferocious and yet meek, calm but able
to give rise to great power in time of need--OH, FOR THE SPIRITS' SAKES,

WILL SOMEONE *PLEASE* QUIET SOKKA DOWN?"
 

% Heh. Nice break in the flow

"Sorry, Gran-Gran!" Hakoda grinned weakly, darting from his wife's side to
attend to the noisy toddler in the corner. Shaking her head, Kanna returned
her attention to the sleeping pallet, where her daughter lay, slick with
sweat and flushed with fever, straining as she fought to expel the new life

>from within her.

% Expel. Such an interesting verb for bringing life into the world. :)

Fifteen agonising

% agonizing (I think)

Kya glanced up sharply. "A Waterbender? Are you certain, Mother?"

"Child, I know a Waterbender when I see one. Your daughter is the first born
in this tribe in my lifetime to have the gift. It must be nurtured."

Kya nodded. "I understand. Please, Mother, teach her."

Kanna sighed. "I wish that I could. But..."

The younger woman stood, and crossed to face her mother. She placed her
hands on her shoulders and looked at her seriously. "Promise me, Mother.
Promise me that you will see my daughter do what I could never do."

Kanna blinked at the determined gaze of her daughter. "Yes, yes, of course,
Kya."
 

% Hmm. Not being familiar with the series, I'm probably missing the 
poignency of this

her head and assumed an air of meek submission. She stared down at her
hands, chained in heavy iron manacles, and allowed herself to be lost once
more in thought as she was forced off the deck of the ship into the hold
with the other prisoners--the other women and children of her tribe.

*I'm so sorry, Katara. There's so much I couldn't teach you...and so much
more I myself could never learn...I pray you have fared better than your old
Gran-Gran. And...I hope, wherever you are, Kya, you can forgive an old woman
her foolishness.*

The ship sailed on, uncaring of the silent silver tear the moon above seemed
to shed in passing.
 

% interesting.  Can't say much else since I'm not familiar with the 
source material.

DB Sommer

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