katara || d4. cbd1

Life is full of choices.

But I felt as if all mine were taken from me.

From the moment I could walk I was shoved into the apothecary with Gran-gran. But I always pictured something much bigger for myself. Something that isn’t mixing herbs together, healing those who fight to protect us. I want to be out there, making a difference.

I wasn’t able to make a difference with Mom. I was too late.

There was nothing I could have done to save her, but maybe, just maybe, if they had trained me I would have been able to protect her.

He saw me once, through the shop window, but I knew who he was. Hot headed, infuriating, and privileged. Someone that I could never be, someone who was forbidden. Especially while I was stuck here in this little run down shop.

I know I have a bigger calling, fighting with my father. I’ve had enough of sitting and waiting for someone to come rescue me.

I need to rescue myself.