Within the box lay a small amulet. Its circular shape was dotted with a variety of gemstones and twisting between them was swirls and characters from an extremely old and rare language. The most telling part was that the tingle of anticipation the busty bovine had been feeling bloomed into an electric jolt that raced throughout her body. That feeling was well known to her, but she had never experienced quite so strongly. She reached out with trembling fingers, her eyes locked on the worn gold. Just as she was about to touch, the box was shut with a snap. Sarah yelped as her fingers were almost caught. Scowling, she looked up at the store’s owner.
There was a twinkle in the old raven’s eyes as she said, “Ah, ah, no touching. Not without talking price that is.”
Price wasn’t much of a concern to Sarah, but the outrageously inflated price the raven led with made Sarah balk. The allure of the power contained within the trinket was overwhelming though, so she began a lengthy process to haggle the price down to a more reasonable point.
Exiting the store with her hard won amulet in hand, Sarah could feel the steady thrum of power flowing out of it. She wasn’t even wearing it yet, so she could understand the story told by the Raven. Something this powerful could have an effect on the world around it even without someone channeling it. She could hardly resist the urge to put it on, but knew that there was risk to diving in without doing some tests first. So she hurried back to her car and drove away, heading for home.
Leaving the elevator, she darted across the hall and through the door. She then walked straight up to what appeared to be an ordinary wall within her home. A flutter of her fingers and a little trickle of power caused the hidden door to ease open, letting her into her inner sanctum.
Several hours later, she stood over the table, bleary eyed but overflowing with anticipation. She had run through every test she could and found no trace of a curse or anything else harmful. Reaching out, she plucked the amulet from the armature where she had conducted the latest tests. She then slipped the golden chain over her head and pulled her hair free, letting the chain settle against her neck. Releasing the amulet, she felt the warm metal slip down between her breasts to be almost hidden in the canyon between.
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