Forecast: Air

Whispers blowing, touching your eardrums so gently; but suddenly beating your body with force.

Seasons change as the wind blows, companied by storms or by the easy rhythm of fresh calm. Remembering to keep you calm but to become wild if needed. Flowing so magically, showing all the colors of destruction and salvation.

Ringing like bird chirps, beating like drum sounds; peaceful and violent, all done by the same. Clouds being formed as vapors rise higher than the moon and sun. Gossip of leaves that fly crossing the river to the other side. Songs of freedom mixing with the smell of fresh pine trees that dance along with mint in the vanilla streams created by the wind.

It can affect you positively or negatively, depending on how you really feel. Showing you tears of joy or sorrow, depending on how you flow. Who knows, what airs can do to your being but your own self.

Public appearance, every day and night, telling you secrets only revealed to you, touching your skin so harmoniously… Teaching you how to stand without falling, and how to raise back up when the ground shakes you down. You glow just as the breeze that shines through floating so easily around natura, and the city of the lost. Elevate as it does, and remember not to fear its flow.

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