I soar high with the wind. The very wind that gently brushes against your back when you are weary, the very wind that settles your nerves. I am the wind as you are the water, rest good friend, and let no harm come to you. Life is based on the elemental entities and I am the wind, you the water, where are the rest then? where are the fire? the ice? the earth? the lightning? where are they good friend? I will soon know...