"Ininarei felt it in her chest, a sickening feeling that ate at her worse than any burden. Of all the horrific things she had done as Sith, the people she killed, the lives she ruined; this was worse. Something was wrong, very wrong in the Force and she caused it." Ininarei chose to blow up the Spire in Zakuul, and the consequences were more than she could have ever imagined.

Azula knelt before her broken mirror, staring tear-stricken at her shattered image. She shuddered. Despite having no glass shards in her skin, pain rattled her very core... Her body was solid, sweet voice so clear. Azula swore she even smelt her mother's lotus perfume. But that was impossible. (AU, Azula x OC, Multiple POV)

Walking down the dusty streets of Konoha was never pleasant in the evenings. Dirt always caked my sandaled feet more than usual and creeps revealed themselves. But today it felt like I was walking down a blessed road. It happened, it really happened! The first step to a better life finally came! (Sakura-centric, AU)