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Gypsy

My only desire

By Lena SlayPublished 4 years ago 1 min read
Gypsy
Photo by Arthur Osipyan on Unsplash

Can I scry with one clear Marble resting in my hand?

-The Warlock laughs.

I have worked a spell to make you love me, but I fear it failed. Pink flower petals tumble to the forest floor; I am smitten by your presence.

Can I scry with one clear Marble resting in my hand?

-A Tear slips down the Witches face.

Lost in wonder, All I think is that I have to have you. Raindrops sparkle from the sky. I’ll wish upon a Star that you will love me, and never speak of it again.

Can I scry with one clear Marble resting in my hand?

-The Gypsy sighs but does not answer.

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About the Creator

Lena Slay

I love all things dark and mysterious. Horror and romance are my two sweet seductions. I enjoy reading and writing stories here on vocal because it is a tremendous creative outlet.

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