Born to genie parents, I was delivered to the doorstep of a sailor the very moment I entered the world. This sailor, Milton Reid, became the figure I believed to be my father as I grew up. Milton was a formidable and esteemed man, serving as a ship captain. Until the age of seven, he and my 'mother' Tessie kept me confined within the safety of our home, shielding me from the outside world due to my unique appearance. They fabricated a story, claiming I was ill and delicate, preventing me from venturing outside or allowing others near me. It was their way of safeguarding me. One fateful day, my father returned home brimming with excitement and declared, "Tomorrow, you shall accompany me to work aboard the ships." This was a monumental moment, as since my early years, I yearned to explore and acquaint myself with the people, vessels, and seas that my father had vividly described.
As I approached the ship, my father's crew erupted in applause. "It's a miracle!" they cried out. I discovered that the day before, my father and his crew had encountered a perilous situation at sea, and Valkur had come to their aid, guiding them to safety. My father had beseeched Valkur to grant his daughter strength, enabling her to venture outside and interact with other children—a wish that Valkur had granted. Through this remarkable act, Milton not only ensured the crew's faith in the "Captain of the Waves" but also created a secure environment for his daughter, Rain. From the moment Rain set foot on that ship, she proved her mettle and became an integral part of the sailing crew.