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I see the mages put an element in each bowl. A lit candel for fire, water for well water, a fan for wind, and a rock for earth. They start the choosing chants in the ancient toungue. Then I feel myself floating up into the air. I look around and everybody is gasping and looking up at me.

I have never been to a choosing ceremony because the mages want unchosen casters to first experience to a choosing ceremony to be their own. Even though I have never been to one something feels off.

I look at the clouds and see them darkening and lightning starts. Then one lightning bolt hits me and instead for being in pain I feel strength course through me. My body starts to change and I know I'm about to turn into my spirtit animal.

The mages finishes their chant and I finish my shifts. The lightning stops and I start to fly down. Everybody looks at me surprised. Then the mages say, "meet the first lightning caster in 1000 years."

What? Crap. Why me?

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