Chapter 1 Water
My favorite thing to do when I was younger was to run through the fields. Fresh Shoshone air surrounded me. My feet moving swift and fast as sound, I would run. The loud constant thump of my steady-paced heart, beating so loud you think it would explode. For this reason I was called Running Thunder. My younger brother, Fierce Lightning, was named after his great power so early in life. My brother is only half of my age, which is sixteen. We used to go out for roots found underground and hoard them away for safekeeping. My mom always said we had no sense of responsibility running off midday like that. But when the famine came, surely they would thank us alone. My friend Crashing Water ate very little and with her big beautiful eyes was the most appreciated woman in the whole village. This she knew.
Nice!
andrewthefrog
Tue, 2007-12-04 15:19
Nice start, are they natives?