Harness
““Look at yourself. See your reflection and accept that this face is yours.”
She stared into the dark gold eyes looking back at her, and she flicked through the hundreds of faces that she had worn in her lifetime.
“Let those faces flow through you, acknowledging the parts of yourself that you saw in them. Let them pass on and accept the core of yourself that you carry in your very genes.”
His voice was soothing, and he remained quiet while she rifled through image after image, shape after shape.
Finally, she was done. She stared at the sweaty image of her reflection looking back at her. Her tunic was torn from the shifting, and she was swaying with exhaustion, but the gold eyes and burgundy hair were there again.
She opened the tunic and could see the bindings still in place on her torso, but she had blown a few of the strips. “Damn.”
“What is wrong?”
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