unlocking the second chakra

[Korra stands in front of the boxes that hold all the stuff belonging to her friends, Mako's scarf in her hands. She strokes the fabric fondly. After wearing it for so long, it smells more like her than him, but she can still detect a faint trace of him.

And it doesn't hurt anymore. Maybe a little wistful pang, but nothing more. She hadn't realized how much her relationship with Mako had been weighing on her until she finally came clean to Asami about it. Now she feels like she can finally let him go. She no longer feels ashamed of what she did and the things that happened, no longer has to justify them to herself by loving him as hard as she can.

She kneels down, opens one of the boxes, and gently folds Mako's scarf. One last stroke, and she puts it away.

She stands and stretches, feeling a strange tingling in her sacrum. She bounces on the balls of her feet, a tiny smile spreading across her face.

Time to run some forms and see what the day has to offer.]