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Sokka was immediately filled with a sense of dread. He looked down at his wrist.
Two swords crossed over each other, surrounded by an intricate design of lilies. Red lilies.
Sokka gasped, rubbing at his mark in an attempt to wipe it off. It had to be some kind of mistake. There was no way his soulmark was red. It couldn't be.
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Zuko took a few deep breaths, leaning against the post. He was simply imagining things. His tutors always said he had an overactive imagination. That's all it was.
Slowly, he lifted his arm into his eyesight again, looking closer this time.
Yeah. That was definitely a soulmark. And it was blue.

