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The promise

It was a silly document left in a tiny envelope. left in his mother's desk, a document he found years later as he was rummaging in the attic.
   She had gone to soothsayers, palm readers and she'd even gone to Japan for a special reading of leaves at the bottom of a tea cup.   All foretold of a beautiful child.   Male of course, an only child to carry out the family name.  All told of great things to come, a bright future, health, wealth and success, and from the height of his ten years, so shy, living in a far away village he wished to believe.
  His carer even had a small suitcase packed and ready for the moment to come when he would leave for the academy.
  Great  promises.
   But he allowed himself to have doubts, his mother's name being Cassandra.
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