The Child's Profecy
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Last published Thu, Nov 14, 2019
A nervous but excited tension hung over the small crowd, as the Elders walked up on the large rock. Their faces reflecting the cold surface, except for Shaman Asce, whose face wore a small but warm smile which almost calmed Adelaides nerves. Elder Trystrems harsch gaze swooped over the room, looking for someone to punish. His eyes landed on Adelaide, narrowing and his mouth dropped to speak but Asce interrupted him as almost knowing that a long lecture was almost about to occur. Asces voice bounced off the cave walls as he gave the order she had dreaded for 16 years.
"Let the trial of wind begin!"
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