My name is a dedication to my best friend who was in a car accident about a year and a half ago.
One day I had been at her house and we were thinking of what elements would match our personalities. After talking about it we agreed that I was wind and she was water. I remember her saying that together we were powerful because if you mix wind and water then you end up with a hurricane. She was right, I suppose, because whenever we were together there was always something relatively destructive going on.
On the day she died, it was raining, but the wind was perfectly still.