091: Home Prophecy Test

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After she finished peeing, she pulled her skirt back up and washed her hands. She stared as the liquid reacted to the reagent in the bottom of the little clay vessel.
It didn't take long. There was a pop, and a spray of blue sparks. The rune burned into the bottom was unmistakable, and identical to the two tests beside it.
When her husband came home, she sat him down at the table.
"I went to the alchemist this morning."
"Then we're..." he said, unable to finish. She nodded and patted her belly.
"He's going to be the Chosen One."

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