Madam Rose's Arrival
It came slowly out of the sunset. Pulled by a pair of cobs, the vardo was painted an electric blue, its legend of “Madam Rose Sees All” made fluorescent by the…
The Gypsy Wagon
One afternoon, in the middle of whatever else is or is not going on, a horse drawn wagon rolls into the very small town in which you (the narrator) live. The wagon is colorfully decorated in the style of Gypsies. A sign on one side says, "Madame Rose Sees All" and in the driver's seat, a tall, thin, mustachioed and strangely dressed man. Tell, in first person, what happened when the gypsy wagon came to town and what Madame Rose saw. Or any variation on how the gypsies affect characters within that small town, again, from a first person point of view. I realize first person is more difficult but it is also more effective in this nostalgiac type of tale. I might place a story, but I will not be competing against you. Good luck.
Challengers
3 entriesThe Quest of a Gypsy
To most I was just a weathered old gypsy woman, but as I gazed into the mirror, the two beady black eyes peering back had the highest approbation. I had been…
Shunned by Day, Sought by Night
“Madam, we are here.” Dini called from the front of the wagon. A strange man, who’d dedicated his service to me. One day I would find out why. For now, I was…