Son of The Storm Every spring the monsoon storms would come. Across the ocean. Bringing with it water spouts, whirlwinds, rain and thunder. From a very young age Sef would sit on the headland with his family and watch with a feeling of awe and reverence.  It was as if he could sense a kinship with its freedom it's power!. He would sit as if in a trance for hours Watching the wind play with the sea  The lightning rage at the clouds. To him it had a sentience. Like a wandering titan.  Benevolent but elusive and all powerful. A sentience he could never quite fully grasp like the tendrils of a fleeting dream one that slips through the fingers upon awakening.  Most thought him crazy when he would speak of it, usually they'd give him that dubious side long look.  You know the one. But they could never feel it's majesty and never could they understand  that draw, that connection.  Sef swore to himself that one day he would take a boat  or swim out there  or or....something!.  Determined he would meet this titan he would learn it's mystery and it's power. Unbeknownst to him It was fate. It was destiny.  He would become the son of the storm!. -------------------------------------------------------------- I intend for this to be a slow burn progression story where as the mc grows in Power he will also unravel the mystery of how his world works and the danger that lies there in. It will be a slow build up before any action scenes with a focus on character development and world catastrophes that are somehow connected to colossal elemental beings and why Sef our mc feels linked to one such being. This will be my first ever attempt writing a novel and I dare say I might be a slow writer compared to many. But I hope I can create a story worth reading and keep my terrible grammar to a minimum. That said thankyou for taking the time to check out my story & I hope you enjoy! let me know how much you like/hate it or if you feel I could make any corrections all feedback is good feedback ☺️