Life of a Space Gypsy
Roxane’s cold, unblinking eyes stared through the cockpit window out into the vast emptiness of space. She sat still as death. Days passed and she did not…
Dust
Time seemed to stretch on to the horizon, shadows grew long as the sun moved across it. The river had gone long ago as had the trees. Now there was scrub…
The Road
Darkness was decending upon the mountains as the three companions climbed up the side of the ancient rock wall. The stones were large oblong and old, and…
The Knife
The Gypsy took a step towards Clemens and stared deep into his brown eyes. “The knife and the Presence are intertwined. To know about the knife, you must ask…
Presence Contained
“Stop. I sense a presence.” The old gypsie leered about the room, eyeing the gaps between the three adventurers. The air in the colorful tent was heavy and…
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 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…
Madame Rosa
The countryside is beautiful and blissfully devoid of people, except for the occasional farmer or his family off to one side of the road or the other. I can…
Gypsy Fiddler
He seemed like such an easy target when I’d first spotted him on a bustling city street, a slight, trembling creature nervously dodging through the gray crowd…
Get Your Fortune Told Here
They hesitantly walked in, hand in hand. Because the room was dark, it took awhile for their eyes to focus. The tiny room contained little bottles of potions…
Festival Frolics
A wide, cobblestoned street, warm with the crush of bodies flowing down it, was the scene of a swaying, shining festival. Strings of pastel lanterns glittered…