A wind blowing. As two persons stands near the edge of a cliff, outside a cave, on top a mountain. They were looking at the sunrise, with the wind making their loose clothes and hair sway back and forth. The bigger figure was standing behind the smaller frame, locking his hands in front of the other figure. As the girl leaned her head on his chest, with the colour of grey with a green hue her hair got trapped between their bodies and stopped swaying with the wind. With a petit body of a girl before it will grow and turn her into a woman, was the girl of my life.
I, the man behind her, started to notice she was beginning to get restless, because as a wind she never stays in one place and is almost always moving. Well we have been standing like this for about five minutes, waiting for the sun and now that it has showed itself, she wants to go to the next thing. It is not exactly her fault that the wind behaves like this, but that is the influence on her in this specific form. I moved my hands to her shoulders and turned her slowly to face me. With the sun behind her back making an aura around her, she turned her head around, looking up at me, what I noticed immediately was her serene skyblue eyes looking into mine, dragging me inside her sky that is filled with white clouds drifting past. As I manage to fly back to my own body, I lean forward hoping that our lips will touch each other and she responds back by placing her arms around my head bringing me closer.
As a heritage from the elemental shifter race her appearance and behavior changes depending on which elemental her form takes after. Records and history have told that the first elemental shifters that was recognized as a sentient race still had the appearances as their closest cousins the elemental golems, well before that they were not even recognized separately and both were called elementals, but when the first elemental shifter made contact with the ruler of wood elves at that time they became recognized both separately and as a sentient being. As they can live very long lives there have not been any who could correctly record how long they live, but it has been proven that they can die in two ways. One through complete mana depletion, that is very hard because everything has mana inside no matter if it can be controlled or not and if anything lost all of its mana it will die, the only elemental shifter that’s recorded by this death was the one who made the first contact with the wood elf ruler. The second reason is by exposing it extremely towards the conflicting element that would say, when an elemental shifter has the form of ice and is subjected to a very high temperature or if they are in their fire form inside a body of water. Through centuries they have manage to change their appearance to look like the more civilized races that would say humans, the elfkins, dwarfs, the waterkins etcetera, but their behavior and disadvantage, at said elemental, have not changed. As a living example of that, I have been exposed to it many times.
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This happened almost a year ago. We had at that time almost been in a relationship for a year and I had asked her if we could spend the night together on the day we first met as commemorating it and she accepted, in her magic form, more on that form later. Then she had followed her “cycle” and changed her form to the thunder element the next day. Just to make it clear in this form, her frame is the same size as her wind form. Me being an idiot in a moment on that day decided to compliment her small frame in this form by saying. “What do you say about sleeping with me tonight too?”
I knew that she was very embarrassed when the night was mentioned and I decided to add. “and this time I will be able to embrace your whole body.”
If I had not said that last thing I would have slept in a warm bed together with her, instead of laying on hard ground outside of the inn, literally toasted. Well even at that moment when I had said that I knew, I will regret this. By turning around as fast as lighting she faced me and her fist moving towards my stomach, I manage to look into her raging yellow eyes half-covered with her periwinkle coloured hair that emitted a little, before I felt all the electricity go through my body making it collapse on the spot and small spasm surfaced here and there, while my conscience disappeared slowly. Next morning outside the inn with our adventuring group of comrades waking me up was not one of my best moments in my life.
Noticing the sun has risen a little more, we could hear my best friend Tir voice coming from the cave behind us saying that they are done and we can now return. Reminding me Aine manage to slip through my grasp and started to walk relaxed with a little laid-back attitude towards the slope that descends the mountain.
Author Input: A short chapter appeared. Well when I wrote the last word I felt satisfied and I had started on this chapter right after I had posted the third chapter, but I got stuck when writing on the first (is it called?) paragraph just because I couldn´t make up my mind about her eyes in her wood form and yesterday I flipped a coin to decide. Now that is settled I can write next chapter also :). I have some sad news, I´m sorry, I will of course post next chapter and hopefully the 6th chapter by the end of next week, but the sad news is I don´t know if I will be able to post after next week because I will live with my relatives and work all through summer, so maybe if I can find time to and in some way post chapters during summer will be considered lucky. Well either way I hope you liked/enjoyed this chapter also.