• rush26 6w

    Here is a story untold
    From the mythical lands of yore
    There lived a gypsy woman
    A vagrant who knew magic and lore
    In glass baubles desires she sold
    Men would come from far and wide
    Enticed by her bewitching aura
    She, their strength their weakness their Pandora
    Now with all they desire but no heart of their own
    In pain they would cry in loss they would mourn
    It was a night like this a man came to be
    He asked the gypsy what her desire would be
    A mere seller having none she had sworn
    But her heart did not keep the pact made known
    Pieces of her heart at his feet she laid
    When finally she was emotionally drained
    A delinquent now her anger enraged
    She would seek revenge she would tempt fate
    Under the full moon her curse she cried
    With wild rage and fire inside
    Into the mountains she headed
    for lava she had become
    Alas into the waves of destiny she too did succumb

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    Pic credit Layla Nowras

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    Here is a story untold
    From the mythical lands of yore
    There lived a gypsy woman
    A vagrant who knew magic and lore
    In glass baubles desires she sold
    Men would come from far and wide
    Enticed by her bewitching aura
    She, their strength their weakness their Pandora
    Now with all they desire but no heart of their own
    In pain they would cry in loss they would mourn
    (see caption)
    ©rush26