fragments (фемслэш)

Ty lee was not stupid. She had never been stupid but she had long ago discovered the illusion of naivety made it easier to walk through life. It was easier to suppress things she knew to be true to keep herself from harm, until even she disbelieved them.
She always covered her eyes where Azula was concerned.
Azula pictured herself as fragmented as the mirrors she smashed in her rages.
Some of the shards were large enough that she could still see her face in them, the face everyone else saw. Princess. Soldier. Bloodthirsty. Daughter.
In between those were slivers of glass no wider than a hair. Sister. Friend. Insane. Monster. A child.
Flashes of crucial moments throughout Ty lee and Azula's lives, surrounding their relationship, building up to encounter between them several years after the war.