Chapter one, Becoming.
It was a fierce and cold winter. I can still hear the snow cracking underneath my feets as we walked in the wilderness. In front of me, was a large man, covered in a brown thick cloak wich was needed to protect him against the chill winds. Too bad for me, I did not had such warm cloak, I only had some thin clothing I made myself before we left home. And I say 'we left home' Because the man in front of me, is known as my father. The man I now still hate till the bottom of my heart.
