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legendary powers flowing through their veins. The magic must be so great.'
'I didn't really know I had magic. There were no pointers that made me believe I was the Shaman. I had always dreamed of becoming the Shaman but that's as far as it went. I just wanted to remain normal and now I've been stuck in this high position.'
'The highest position,' Thealosius reminded me. 'You are the great one that everyone in the settlement will bow down to. You are the queen of our race and will be until you die.' Thealosius looked at me again. 'I suppose you want to know how you were chosen?'
'Yes please.' Thealosius went to the shelves and took out a small piece of parchment, open it up and placed it down on one of the desks. I went over and we read the text.
The age of the girls
After the one before
Is when the new one is chosen
Who opens the door
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The one who she last sees
But does not know
The one who is to come
The Shaman, with power to show
I looked at Thealosius with a puzzled look. What did this mean? It was only a small piece of writing and yet it told of my fore coming.
'It translates nicely though,' Thealosius said. 'The age of the girls is eighteen and it has been exactly eighteen years since the last Shaman. Then in the next paragraph it says that the Shaman will be the person who the previous Shaman saw but did not know.' I looked perplexed.
'What do you mean?'
'You were the last one that the Shaman saw and did not know. You were in your mother's womb so the Shaman saw your there in your mother but did not know you.'
'So what do I have to do?' I asked.
'There is really only one thing that you need to do,' Thealosius said. 'What you must do is lead us to glory against the other tribes with our
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