Hello there! My name is Raijule. I am the daughter of the thunder god Raiden. I'm here to tell you a story, my story, the story of my childhood. You may think; Why am I telling you this? Why do you need to read it? Why do you have to reed it? Well you don't have to read it, nor am I making you read it. You can put this book down and never read it again. Let me start from the beginning.
My life began while the world was a mere 3 years old, The Elder Gods and its protector Raiden governed over the lands in which few people lived, where I lived. Raiden was in the village all the time, since there were few people, he lived among us in a Mountain side. My mother gave birth to me at 7:40 in the morning. The suns rays burst through the morning clouds, and through the house window. My eye's open and new, squinted in the light. Up in the mountains Raiden soon was told of my birth and stood up eager to see the newest member of the village. Using the power of the sky he transported himself to the small hut in which a baby's cry's could be heard. The suns light was shaded by his figure as he made his way through the clothed over door. With the light no longer in my eyes, my cry's silenced to a quite cooing.
Looking up, with fuzzy sight, I saw a elegant man standing over me in my mothers arms. He wore a head cover, made of leather, over it a coned shaped straw hat, rimmed with elegant blue and gold cloth. He wore on his body white slightly baggy pants and shirt, with a blue v necked shall tied to his body with a gold rope. Leaning over he spoke in a soft and gentle tone.
"Well Hello there young one. Welcome to the world."
Ok, Here is the first segment to my story please tell me how I did. I need a good 10 comments before I continue. If I don't I wont continue because it means the story wont get any attention.