I was only 6 when my father took me hunting, it was not the first, this time it was different. It was me who hunted animals to feed my family: me, my father, Ervis and Ellor my little brother. My mother had died in mysterious circumstances since my childhood but every time I referred to this fact in front of my father, he would get angry and did not want to tell me how my mother died.
I grew up. At the age of 15, I had moved away from home due to a further argument with my father. I've never heard from my father and Elsy again. In the forest where I used to go hunting, I found an old woman's hut with her granddaughter, a girl of my age. They welcomed me and I lived with them every day until today to such an extent that I thought that between me and Elsa, the girl there is something more, something that goes beyond friendship. But I hesitated to declare myself even if the chances of marrying her were certain but the fear of losing her as my father did with my mother was also high.
Today I am twenty years old and I still live with them, with my grandmother Joely and Elsa. But there is something strange, I have the feeling that a great adventure is about to begin.
