The Shaman's Choice
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Last published Fri, Jul 21, 2017
Xe'Cala Maral Nerys loves nothing more than performing her job as Shaman of a small village. Her goddess is her lifeblood, and it is for her sake that Xe'Cala sacrificed her hands, her emotions, and her free will to exclusively serve as the spiritual leader of her people.
Whether she had a choice or not was debatable.
That never bothered her, however. Choices are easier to make when a goddess makes them for you. That is, at least, until a centennial vision from her goddess tells of a horrible disaster befalling Xe'Cala's tribe of diris. And this time, her goddess is not choosing for her.
Left to fend for herself, Xe'Cala is forced into a choice she never should have had and thrown into a chaotic spin as she tries desperately to balance her goddess-granted magic with her diri-born humanity. With her world crumbling around her, Xe'Cala knows that the only thing standing between her people and an untimely death is the Shaman's choice.
She can only hope she chooses correctly.
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