Story: more prologue (need help with this one)

Nov 12, 2007 - 10:22 AM PST

…Natalia was aware of everything as she walked purposefully down the road. She felt the constantly shifting and swirling winds. She heard the birds slowly silence their songs as the thunder rolled. The lightening streaked and spider-webbed across the sky, spoiling her sight, and yet she watched as if mesmerized. She could taste the dry dust of the thirsting earth, and the freshness of the air. And even a senseless fool could smell the coming rain.
…Natalia did not mind traveling alone. In fact, she preferred it.
She carefully measured her steps so that the slap of her soft leather soles was in perfect counter-cadence to the beating of her heart. She smiled to herself; a little bit of deliberate disorder always picked up her mood. But her spirits needed little lifting today. A different wind tugged at the edges of her soul.
Chaos flowed through Natalia’s veins like her life-blood. She could create it at a whim, or sense it when it was approaching. She could control it, or be driven by it. It was her slave and her master, and she gloried in it.
On instinct she looked up again at the boiling clouds only seconds before the tempest unleashed its violent flow. Her face stung as the wind drove the drops against it…and she smiled. She grinned until her jaw creaked. It was going to be a mighty gale. Howling maniacally into the night she charged forward, not caring where she was going, or how far …