Fire... water... earth... air. They are not just the elements of storytelling, they are here in this world with us. Fire is used for heat and destruction, water for hydration and swimming, earth for walking upon, and air for breathing and taking to the skies. The man just wanted to show me that. Show the few chosen people this. He promised valuable gifts, a pet perfect for children and beautiful sights to be captured on camera.
I was offered to go on a journey. To do so, I had to leave my family behind. My family, my street dancing, my child. I took up the offer. But what about the other people who were coming along too? Perhaps they had more to give up than a family and a style of dance.
As our party began to walk the Mist Hills, I began to wonder what this journey was going to be all a about. Surely a free journey must have a drawback? Would we have to pay for our rest? Our food? Our drink? I... I really don't know.
But I shouldn't have bad thoughts now. I need to be positive. Well, I would be a bit more positive if it wasn't chucking down with rain. I think this umbrella is going to break with the force of this rain.