Elements

Success

        The camp had just settled into their new open field. After the traditional parade through the center of town, announcing the circus' arrival, the camp had head straight away to the field to set up for the night's show. It had been a few weeks since the little incident with Morn and the elves. Sorsa didn't have a problem with them anymore. This was a very good thing was they were forced to work together in most things she did. 

        Sorsa and Joel had placed their tents next to each other ever since they had found out who the other was. One was never without the other. Joel and Sorsa walked through the center of the camp, watching everyone work to set up camp. The sun was slowly lowering in the sky. 

        "No, I'm serious. They come to see your act!" Joel exclaimed. 

        "No. I doubt that. There are other acts that are better than mine," Sorsa replied, blushing slightly from embarrassment. 

        "Don't be modest! Yours is the best in the circus! No one can compare to the Air Elemest working her magic." 

        "I'm not working magic. I just fall until they catch me. That's it!" 

        "Yeah. Tell that to the hundreds of people who saw you shoot into the air like a rocket when you jumped! Off of nothing!" 

        "I just didn't want to fall to my doom. Okay?" 

        "No! I've done the math! They come to see you and those elves fly through the air!"

        "Oh really. Where's the proof?"

        "Remember the night you DIDN'T perform?"

        "Yeah."

        "Because I work the booth, I collect the entrance fee from the audience members. So I got to count the money." 

        "That proves nothing." 

        "Yes it does! The audience was at an all time low last night; average. There was a whole section in the tent that was missing people!"

        "So?"

        "When you perform that house is always full! The money we make is astounding! Plus whatever they throw at you from doing a good job!"

        "Those are mainly roses. People don't have spare money to throw at me!"

        "Well apparently they do!" 

        "Your point?"

        "Rumors spread fast, Sorsa. People aren't just coming to see the same old circus act. They are coming the see 'THE SPECTACULAR HIGH FLYING TRAPEZES!!" 

        "Is that seriously the name they gave us!?" 

        "Yeah. I helped. You 'love' it don't you."

        "I would've done something simpler." 

        "Hey. We have to make it sound amazing. Otherwise people believe their 3 year old can do it!"

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        Their was still applause and hollering as she exited the big tent. Every time she did this act it gave her energy. Her guess was the fact she was the air elemist and she was mainly in her element during it. Flying was her thing! Morn always looked pale and shaky afterwards, like he had seen a ghost or something. Her guess about this was the same idea as what she thought about her having energy. He was the earth elemist! His feet belonged on the ground. She was an air person, he was a land person. It could also have to do with the fact that he what constantly catching her and throwing her to the other elves and holding on to a swing for his life. The other elves didn't really seem to care either way. They always seemed fine, but Sorsa learned very quickly after meeting them that they could not easily be read.