High up in the air, Samir crossed the distance. Aneira lagged behind, not able to fly as fast as he, but just as tirelessly. From a height like this, he would look like a bird to those below, allowing him to freely show off without question. An element did not simply show itself to the world as a human. He found himself wondering what went on down there. It looked the same, but it still felt wrong. Did they not watch over and manage the earth well for the creatures that lived on it? Villages spread out beneath him, cultivated fields patterning the ground. He followed a river down from the mountains that disappeared into a thick forest that served as earth's domain. By the time he arced over it, the sun already sat high in the sky.

Samir arced lower, but as he did, he found a storm forming against the forest's border. What? He needed to veer sharply in order to avoid the sudden currents as static and humid swirled together. 'Mesi!' he called out, trying to ask the water's element for passage like they so often did in the past for the sake of balance. The storm only thickened though. Was this not her creation? It was unnatural! He felt it in the wind that ripped the tie from his braid, leaving silver hair whipping against his face. His arms flailed as he lost control.

Somewhere over the northern regions of the forest, Samir dropped out of the sky. The wind didn't respond. Why didn't it respond? He went down through the trees, finally thumping to a stop on the soft leaf ground of the forest.