My element is Air.
Why? Because it is honest, sincere, yet strong and courageous.
It is the bird, soaring through the winds.
It is the dog, which is cuter than all the other ugly dogs and all the humans want to pet it and the other dogs all get very jealous of it, but it never boasts. (Or barks too loudly in the middle of the night, waking you up)
It is the funny old man who you often cross the road to avoid, who is jumping for no known reason, reaching for the stars and sky above.
It is not the funny old man, because in hindsight he's kind of weird and nobody likes him very much, and thats not really the impression I want to give, although the symbolism remains there.
It is the last slice of cake, which everybody wants, but cannot take or make moves for, in order to not seem rude to everybody else, even though they know that it would taste so good and be better than those health foods of Darkness and Aether, which nobody likes but everybody makes a move on.
The above statement also goes for a friends hot girlfriend, which again, everybody wants, but only he can have. Air is a very hot girlfriend.
And that is most of what I would like to say about air. The element which flies up, but never tears down.
Air.
Air doesn't just represent freedom. Air is freedom. Flying up above, soaring down below. Grace, agility, speed and flair. Manipulating and bending all that is air. Bound by no chains, never grounded, never restrained. Tranquility, explosions, wars and peace, all in the beautiful depths of the night sky. There's a reason Air's the best - it's better when you're high.
Air doesn't need bright colours. It shines on its own. Read and enjoy, world.
