Elemental

I often describe us as Earth and Air. Land and Sea. That is just who we are.

He's grounded, warm, has roots. He feels like if Autumn were a person. A quiet relief, a warm embrace and homely touch. The smell of leaves and the land.

He is a woodland, strong and sustaining. Providing care and protection in an endless cycle, giving life and purpose to those around him. 

He feels most at home moving though the landscape. Through forests and fields, muddy trails and gravel paths. He is happiest when he's covered in dirt and sweat from a hard days work, the sun prickling his skin.

Even to look at you would say he is of the Earth. Tanned skin, Chestnut hair and Hazel eyes that glisten in the sunlight. His feet are planted firmly on the ground as if he always knows where he is, where he is from and where he is meant to be. 

I, on the other hand have no roots, no deep connections. I float on the breeze, drifting to wherever I float next, never willing to touch ground.

Spontaneous I suppose some might call it, nomadic. Aloof.

I feel most at home by to the ocean. Sat high up on the dunes with the vast endless sky stretched out before me, no telling where it ends and the sea begins. Cool air and grappling winds dance across my skin. Fine hairs raising. Anticipating.

Salt and sand graze my lips, cheeks, and gently sting the inside of my nose. Crisp, fresh air fills my lungs and spreads throughout my whole boddy, flooding every hollow. Flowing in and out like the tide to the shore.

I am like the air. I am fair skinned, mousey haired and have blue grey eyes that get lost to the wind. If you didn't know I exsisted you wouldn't know I was there.

We run parrell to each other. Side by side we help the other survive, forever entwined.