-NO ONES POV-The gang is sitting around a camp site with several other groups, listening to a man telling a story of 'airbenders'.
Storyteller: [Dramatically; out of view.] So, travelers. The next time you think you hear a strange, large bird talking, take a closer look. It might not be a giant parrot, but a flying man. A member of a secret group of air walkers, who laugh at gravity, and laugh at those bound to the earth by it!
Aang is showing the gang and the other travelers surrounding a small campfire. The Storyteller, having finished his story, is going around collecting coins from the other travelers.
Aang: Aren't airbender stories the greatest? [Talking to you, Katara and Sokka, who are sitting next to him.]
You: [impressed] I find it amusing.
Katara: [Excitedly.] Was it realistic? Is that how it was back then?
Cuts to the four kids.
Aang: I laugh at gravity all the time. [Chuckling to himself.] Gravity.
The Storyteller arrives in front of the gang, having already collected money from the rest of the audience.
Storyteller: Jingle, jingle! [Jingles the hat in front of Sokka, asking for money.]
Sokka searches inside his heavy cloak, and manages to pull out a bug, a worm and a few crumbs.
Sokka: Sorry ...
Storyteller: [Upset and somewhat downcast.] Aww, cheapskates! [Walks away as Sokka puts the bugs back in his pocket.]
Aang stands up and runs after the storyteller with you, who is kneeling in front of an old man.
Aang: [Happily.] Hey! Thanks for the story.
Storyteller: [Holds out his cap.] Tell it to the cap, boy.
The Storyteller shakes his cap behind him as he kneels in front of an old man. The shaking causes a coin to come loose and fall from the cap. As Aang & you search your clothes for some money, Momo picks up the coin and puts it in the cap as the Storyteller turns around.
Storyteller: Aww, much obliged, little bat-thing. [He pets Momo on the head.]
Aang: [Having given up trying to find a coin.] It means a lot to hear airbender stories. It must have been a hundred years ago your great grandpa met them.
Storyteller: [Confused.] What are you prattling about, child? Great Grandpappy saw the air walkers last week.
He indicates to the old man he was kneeling in front of before. The old man makes a sound in his throat akin to a laugh, and waves a greeting to the duo. The shot cuts to Aang and you, who has a shocked and disbelieving expression.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐅𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐝 :𝐀𝐋𝐓𝐀 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐈𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐓 (book 1)
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