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My Only Desire Is To Touch Your Soul

She just wasn’t thinking straight that was all, she moved her fingers to the pendent it obviously had power of some kind. Hence the reason why it wouldn’t free itself from around her neck may be it had a second catch somewhere or a moving part that would allow the catch on the back of her neck to open up. She moved her fingers to the decorated edges she breathed in sharply feeling the round decorated outside move a little. She looked up that had to be it! She didn’t think as she turned the outer overly decorated woven pattern fully hearing it click, yes that was it she pulled on the chain only to feel it stay locked around her neck. She blinked as a she felt a sudden dizzy feeling which caused her body to start swaying she tried to reach for the table but it was too late. She felt the damp floor of the wash room as she hit it hard side first which caused pain to shoot through her body. She groaned lying on her back waiting for the dizzy spell to end.
“Gabrielle is everything all right?”
Gabrielle put a hand on her face groaned painfully hearing Xena’s voice she could already hear the Warrior Princess’s footsteps heading towards the door. She didn’t think as she closed her eyes slamming her boot up against the door to stop the other woman coming in. “I’m fine.” She felt her mouth snap shut before her next words came out. Her voice sounded deep and horse and nothing felt right she slowly opened her eyes staring down at the boot keeping the door shut. It was a large front lacing brown which was bellow the knee. The trousers which were attached to these boots were dark brown in colour and slightly tight fitting and they weren’t hers.
Oh gods what was going on! She felt the panic as he eyes travelled up the trousers which had a lace up front were the skirt had been. There was a thick dark brown belt which had woven patterns on the edges which were the same colours as her own had been. She didn’t think as she pulled herself to her feet grabbing the mirror close by feeling her large hands take hold of it. She felt the horror over take her mind in an instant as what had just happened became all to clear. The face that was staring back at her was not hers. It was the face of a young man at the very end of his adolescence. It had dark eyebrows and forest green eyes identical to hers. This face had a square jaw and its shorts dark golden hair which was three shades darker than her normal tone.


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