Time for Truth
With her long waxy nail, gnarled like knotted oak, Regalia the gypsy scratched the surface of Horace’s rare glowing artifacts; a pair of brass knuckles. Ella…
With her long waxy nail, gnarled like knotted oak, Regalia the gypsy scratched the surface of Horace’s rare glowing artifacts; a pair of brass knuckles. Ella…
The gypsy’s hand tripped her wagon’s door latch. Heady scents of rare teas, spices, incense and exotic oils snaked down around the self guarded trio, relaxing…