Prototype #1
On the bend of a winding river, sat a village. There a girl who sat with her feet in the water, catching fish with his hands, quicker than lightning she would flick herwrists, catch a fish, smile and let it go again.
Suddenly a great and powerful gale shook the girl from her feet. Tawhiri tore his way past her, sending her reeling.
Suddenly a great and powerful gale shook the girl from her feet. Tawhiri tore his way past her, sending her reeling.