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The Nightmare
Chapter information
Series	Avatar: Advent of Earth
Book	1
Chapter	Prologue
Written by	The Faceless One
Release date	July 7th, 2012
Chronology
Last chapter	None, Advent of Earth begins with this.
Next chapter	The Launch

The Nightmare Edit

Try as he might, Chen couldn’t seem to go one night without a disturbing visit by the nightmare. It was not only horribly scary, but also extremely irritating. All that fire made him sweat like crazy, the mist gave him goose bumps, and then… then there was that giant mouth that would open in the sky right before he’d jolt awake. That was by far the worst part. Every night, it would babble on in some language he didn’t know, and every night, he’d try to shut it up by prying its lips together. But, no matter how high he jumped, he always fell short. The mouth was too high up, and he couldn’t reach it. There were some nights, however, when the mouth got tired of screaming gibberish, and disappeared. On those nights, he’d stay in bed just a bit later, just long enough to see something else. Something… that was as troubling as the mouth was unsettling.

In this segment, he’d find himself in the middle of a vast desert, flanked by towering dunes, with a crisp blue sky above. This was easily the most vivid portion of the nightmare. He’d feel the heat on his back, the sand beneath his feet, and taste the wind that would tousle his hair. But the vibrancy of this beige expanse wasn’t the troubling part. On the contrary, that bit was quite pleasant.

No, Chen was troubled by the fact that, in this strange dream realm, he could Earthbend. Consumed by the thrill of bending, he’d swirl his arms about him, and will the sand that surrounded him to shimmer, and soar. And soar it would. Swaths of it would fly up from the earth, and flow like water above his head. He’d breathe a sigh of exhilaration, and a sad smile would spread across his lips. Why can’t I do this? He would wonder. Why where some blessed with this mesmerizing dance, and others shunned by it? And why, why did he have to be shunned? That feeling, those particles of sand swimming through his fingertips, he and the entire Earth breathing as one. It just felt so… right. He was at home in the sand, in the earth. He… He didn’t want to leave.

But, sooner or later, we all have to open our eyes.

Author's Note Edit

Well... here we are, my prologue. Not much really happened here... But I hope you guys liked it anyway.

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