Korra floated in darkness, suspended between life and death, and the pain felt distant. She could hear voices calling to her from far away, but she couldn't make out the words. All she knew was cold, creeping through her veins.

Not yet, a familiar voice whispered. You are not done yet, my little star.

"Mama?" Korra breathed into the void.

Silver light bloomed in the darkness, and suddenly her mother was there, not as she had been at the end, pale and dying, but radiant and whole. Selene ...