so this idea came out of no where? but I really wanted to write about Hela Lokidottir so that's what I did. enjoy!
"Mommy! Tell us a story?" A young girl asked. "Yes please? A story?" A boy about the age of six asked.
"Sure! Why not?" A woman smiled as she set on her throne.
"Come here Eisa and Glede" the woman patted her lap and the children came running.
"So it started way back when I was little..."
Darkness, that was the first thing I ever remember, it was dark, and it was cold. And I was scared. But then I saw the Stars there we so many, and they were so bright, they seemed to give me comfort, and I wasn't scared anymore. All I could do was stare at them they were a blanket to me. Fear no longer rushed through my body. Even though I was still cold I felt okay.
I looked down at my hands and saw my right side perfectly pale, my left hand was nearly black. I had reached up to touch my face my left side felt ruff like it was scorched, and yet my right side was perfect?
I tried to walk from the grass I was in, to the pond I could see from a small distance. I was limping almost dragging my left leg I just could not understand half of me seemed dead and the other half just fine.
My name is Hela and that was the only thing I basically knew about me.
yuppie its short but I think it tells quite a bit if you think so please review if not then review!