In a world where individuality matters, water does not wish to be envied.

Everybody craves the ability to conform, to mold into what society expects of them, to have it easy and just step into the world prepared for them the moment they are brought into this world.

Water has it all. Out of the four elements, it’s the most diverse, the one with freedom, the one that has the power to mold itself anywhere.

It is everything fire envies—the way it doesn't have to be everything just to exist; it only needs to be contained right.

But how can water permit itself to be envied when all it wants is to be seen for who it is—not for what it was meant to reflect?

Despite the privilege water comes with, it equates to nothing when your whole life is already dictated for you. It gets trapped in a container designed to hold, mold, and let its story be told by hands that never belonged to it.

It’s the struggle of having it easy to the point that you’re not allowed to choose anymore. It’s the tug of war between who is truly in control of your life.

That is why it never wanted to be envied—not when the one envying it is fire. The way it burns already makes water jealous too.

Unlike water, fire has the choice of what it wishes to be; it only needs the resources to burn the way it wants to. Fire has control over how, where, and when to burn.

They are beings starved for what they cannot have, for what they wish to show the world, for what their dreams are made of. Because that hunger is already the very thing that makes them alive—what makes them ignite.

Water was never blessed to be as ambitious as fire; it was always meant to be kept and bottled up.

Sure, water can flow, it can be free, it can traverse any surface or crevice it wishes, but it cannot decide where to go; it only follows the path laid out for it.

So yes, it has the power, the prestige, the means to keep living with food on its table and to keep dreaming. But let's not disregard that it cannot acquire all of those without a ready-made road.

Anybody can choose to conform, to keep living peacefully and easily, but not anybody can be unique like the ones who possess flames.

Nothing can get rid of the cycle of envy. There will always be something you wish you had from the other, but in the end, as fire persists to envy water, it wishes not to be fire’s object of admiration—for it was always just an already thought-out reflection

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