Element Air
“Day one, First class,”
The air within
Away from all the hustle and bustle of the first assembly, the droning noise of busy chattering and flashy eccentric elemental displays, two men resided in a quiet clearing of luscious green grass under a generously giving large full tree.
At the base of the tree the elder of the two sat with perfect posture and his legs crossed beneath him. His eyes were shut and he breathed with perfect discipline. His clothes that appeared some what tattered and aged remained sturdy and strong.
A few steps in front of him was his counter part.
The other lay sprawled out as far as he could, even his long dark brown hair spread out from his head like an open net with feathers braided into it. His pale green eyes stared blankly at the bright blue sky and the passing soft white clouds. His oddly tattooed face was filled with a serene happiness and excitement adding more youth to his already young appearance.
Nothing seemed out of place.
Yet it was.
Between them one was a teacher of Air ready to give their first ever class on the element. Despite their status and role neither of them were present at the welcoming display nor had they located themselves at the formal Air education grounds atop the tower.
It was not a matter of forgetting, or being new, or even that he frowned upon such indulgent theatrical displays, they were here because that's the way the teacher was.
He was a whimsical being, living on the winds. Often spontaneously choosing to act upon the interests of the moment. Had he any less skill and his personality would make him redundant from the role. But alas he held his role because of not only his abilities but the nurturing way he could pass them on along with cultural and moral guidance.
He was not so brash to leave his future students with no clues, besides there were also other teachers available, yet any already tightly attuned to the flow of wind or merely highly observant, would notice that the clouds that drifted over the academy travelled in an opposing direction to the trees surrounding this harmonious location. From atop the tower it only became more obvious as a stray path of defiant yet gentle wind flowed through the yard to their location, causing the folding grass and shrubs to create a narrow snake like path amongst normality.
It was subtle and clever. At least he thought so.