風 Swift as the wind
林 Quiet as the forest
火 Conquer like the fire
山 Steady as the mountain
We've not talked properly in a while. You need to blow off some steam or just shoot some shit, that's what I'm here for.
Jare: "Mine is a heart of carnelian, crimson as murder on a holy day. Mine is a heart of cornel, the gnarled roots of a dogwood and the bursting of flowers. I am the broken wax seal on my lover's letters. I am the phoenix, the fiery sun, consuming and resuming myself. I pace the halls of the underworld. I knock on the doors of death. I wander into the fields to stare at the sun and lie in the grass, ripe as a fig. The souls of the gods are with me. They hum like flies in my ears. I am. I will what I will. Mine is a heart of carnelian, blood red as the crest of a phoenix."
-Spells for Going Forth by Day (commonly known as the Egyptian Book of the Dead)