From "the Eye of the World" by Robert Jordan.
This is a beginning.
I don't know what I am doing, or why I'm even writing in English. It's not my native tongue. But I love the language, always have. Thought I had some british genes stuck somewhere, but as it turns out, I'm actually Norwegian going back many hundred years... Grammar has always been hard for me, so I'll probably not write all correct. But I'm trying my best.