The language of the world

       I was sanding beside a soilder who was full of sand in his armor, the whole warrior looked at me with a kind of fear. The tents was destory by sand storm. Only the alchemist and chief of a tribe were smiling...
                last month, I was caught by a chief of a tribe. They taken our horse and money, no, actually they taken our everything. The alchemist said I can turn myself to the wind. The chief was interesting about me, they choose a good time to let me performance. At that time I was so nervous, I don't know how to become the wind. The alchemist just told me that he already know how to become wind, and I will know as well, just try to communicate with your heart.

                Two hours before I was forced to performance how to change myself to become a wind. I just try to forced on my communication with my heart; then,  I told to sand, wind, sun and the god, finally I know why the alchemist said that he can become the wind, because the whole world is the same, everyone was experience transfer from human, sand , wind, sun, god and turn back to human. This is the soul of the world, I think. After I wake up, the whole campsite was destory buy the storm, it looks like I real become the wind.

                Maybe this is why the soul of the world is special.