wriggling, but somehow very clearly moving! A soft, gentle, and yet powerful woman’s voice spoke slowly and calmly into his mind as the sights and sounds of the room faded away.
Ahh! The one with the power to withstand all. The one with the courage to attempt all. The one with the vision to lead all. Long has your appearing been foretold!
Our world stands on the brink, ready to plunge into the night, yet there is hope, there is still a glimmer of light. You face danger, darkness seeks to overwhelm you, light will all but go out. But where one cannot succeed, two will withstand, and three will overcome.
Zachary Ryan, do not fear the future. Many are they who will assist you, though at times all will seem bleak and hopeless. Do not give up, for yours it is to subdue, to bind, and to release, to give purpose and direction.
Your heart is true, your will is strong, your sense of duty is clear, and therefore your success is assured.
Your house is even now undecided, for you have abilities prized by all. Yet deep within there is a yearning, a need to be with your Soul Mate, the one who will carry you when you are too weak to carry on.
Moncero, therefore, will be your home, for they will protect and encourage you as no other group can.
Fare well in all your life’s endeavours, Zachary Ryan.
Zak was standing holding onto the Orb as though his life depended on it, his shocked and pale face made more ghostly still by the brilliant white light that now blazed out from it, brighter even than during Tallion’s selection! He was frozen to the spot, his eyes closed, almost willing it all to be a dream, and yet fully aware that it wasn’t. All his fears, all his worries, about his power, his name, his destiny, it had all been confirmed.
His life would be no ordinary life, but a life of rising from one insurmountable challenge to the next, of overcoming impossible odds, of visiting the brink of failure and standing firm as everything crumbled about him, and then trusting fate when the end seemed inevitable. A future beckoned which he was certain he couldn’t fulfil!
For as long as he held the Orb, the brilliant white light blazed out of it, and it filled his head with many glimpses of the future. Nearly a minute passed after it had finished speaking before the visions faded and he became aware of himself, and aware that he was still standing in the middle of the Banqueting Hall at Mhonarr Castle. He had no idea how long he’d been there. Time had ceased to exist while he communed with the Orb, and neither did he give it any thought, but in all nearly four minutes had passed since he first touched it, which was something of a record!
There was total silence in the hall when he finally opened his eyes and let go of the Orb, the blinding white light fading slowly away. No-one had any doubt that something extraordinary and unique had just happened to Zak Turner, although only his soul mate would ever know the words which had been spoken.
The Moncero prefect was standing waiting for him, and Zak swallowed and turned towards him, slowly climbing down the steps from the platform. With every eye in the room fixed upon him, the prefect quickly led him back to their table. The sounds of the school around him started to register in his ears, and a round of applause rippled round the room, started by the Monceros. Then he was safe, sitting between Tallion and the prefect, still trembling from the prophecy about his future.
Zak, are you okay? I mean really okay. You look terribly pale.
I’m okay Tallion, but I don’t think I can fulfil that prophecy, I’m just Zak Turner, an eleven-year-old schoolboy, what can one boy do by himself…
So once were all great men Zak, besides, you’re not by yourself, you have me with you! One hundred percent of me, and I’ll be with you always. I promise I will carry you when you’re too weak to carry on …
I don’t want to be great Tallion.
Ahh! The one with the power to withstand all. The one with the courage to attempt all. The one with the vision to lead all. Long has your appearing been foretold!
Our world stands on the brink, ready to plunge into the night, yet there is hope, there is still a glimmer of light. You face danger, darkness seeks to overwhelm you, light will all but go out. But where one cannot succeed, two will withstand, and three will overcome.
Zachary Ryan, do not fear the future. Many are they who will assist you, though at times all will seem bleak and hopeless. Do not give up, for yours it is to subdue, to bind, and to release, to give purpose and direction.
Your heart is true, your will is strong, your sense of duty is clear, and therefore your success is assured.
Your house is even now undecided, for you have abilities prized by all. Yet deep within there is a yearning, a need to be with your Soul Mate, the one who will carry you when you are too weak to carry on.
Moncero, therefore, will be your home, for they will protect and encourage you as no other group can.
Fare well in all your life’s endeavours, Zachary Ryan.
Zak was standing holding onto the Orb as though his life depended on it, his shocked and pale face made more ghostly still by the brilliant white light that now blazed out from it, brighter even than during Tallion’s selection! He was frozen to the spot, his eyes closed, almost willing it all to be a dream, and yet fully aware that it wasn’t. All his fears, all his worries, about his power, his name, his destiny, it had all been confirmed.
His life would be no ordinary life, but a life of rising from one insurmountable challenge to the next, of overcoming impossible odds, of visiting the brink of failure and standing firm as everything crumbled about him, and then trusting fate when the end seemed inevitable. A future beckoned which he was certain he couldn’t fulfil!
For as long as he held the Orb, the brilliant white light blazed out of it, and it filled his head with many glimpses of the future. Nearly a minute passed after it had finished speaking before the visions faded and he became aware of himself, and aware that he was still standing in the middle of the Banqueting Hall at Mhonarr Castle. He had no idea how long he’d been there. Time had ceased to exist while he communed with the Orb, and neither did he give it any thought, but in all nearly four minutes had passed since he first touched it, which was something of a record!
There was total silence in the hall when he finally opened his eyes and let go of the Orb, the blinding white light fading slowly away. No-one had any doubt that something extraordinary and unique had just happened to Zak Turner, although only his soul mate would ever know the words which had been spoken.
The Moncero prefect was standing waiting for him, and Zak swallowed and turned towards him, slowly climbing down the steps from the platform. With every eye in the room fixed upon him, the prefect quickly led him back to their table. The sounds of the school around him started to register in his ears, and a round of applause rippled round the room, started by the Monceros. Then he was safe, sitting between Tallion and the prefect, still trembling from the prophecy about his future.
Zak, are you okay? I mean really okay. You look terribly pale.
I’m okay Tallion, but I don’t think I can fulfil that prophecy, I’m just Zak Turner, an eleven-year-old schoolboy, what can one boy do by himself…
So once were all great men Zak, besides, you’re not by yourself, you have me with you! One hundred percent of me, and I’ll be with you always. I promise I will carry you when you’re too weak to carry on …
I don’t want to be great Tallion.
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