Silver Dollar Gypsy

Werewolf, Ghost & Gypsy Stories

Mirror Image - A human hull transformed into an everlasting prince of the night, a Vampire. So much is gained, but not without loss.

One with so many powers is now powerless to gaze into a simple looking glass. What does this malaise represent? No turning back? A release from mankind, yet the need for mankind in order to survive?

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Widow Maker - The city lay shrouded in the distance, looming like a fragile virgin clothed in white. The year was 2785. Vincent’s keen eyesight cut through the fog, singeing over the towering steel buildings like a guided laser. He was searching for something lost, something that he would probably never reclaim. continue

The Haunted House - "Over here, I tell you! The coffin is over here!" Mona rolled her eyes up at Frank. Idiot. He was acting if he'd found the secret entrance in the wall rather than her. She had a good mind to turn back and let Frank stand his chances of being sacrificed by the coven of she-male vampires that inhabited the dungeon of the castle. . . . continue

The Crying Veil - Anna's eyes widened in terror as the wedding veil she had situated on her head was suddenly covered with blood - drops of blood. She detected crying, pitiful crying as if someone in her head were in agony.... continue

The Ethnic Vampire Wars -A thick layer of fog lay captive in the valley below the castle. It was the Ethnic Vampire Wars. continue

Pretty In Pick - “Right here – pile it on right cheer,” the hick told Qieu, pointing his half-full fork of spaghetti to his plate. continue

Goat's Pine al la Mode - Goat lived in a valley that was sparsely clothed with pines, red cedars, and sumac that turned a vivid red each autumn. As so was the season, for autumn had settled in for a brief visit that soon would welcome winter. continue

GYPSY TALES BY A FULL MOON

The Silver Dollar Gypsy ~ Act V

The village woman continued, "There was a young lad walking through the woods that happened upon the event and he watched in horror as the entire episode played out before him. The wolves went after one of the female gypsies who was dressed in a sparkly outfit first, then they attacked a drunken gypsy. The lad telling the story said that he supposed that these were easy targets....one so lady-like and one so drunk."

The village woman paused in thought, then continued, "Almost instantly, the female gypsy and the male gypsy transformed into wolves themselves and killed these six," she finished, nodding towards the pile of dead werewolves.

Syeira silently pieced the puzzle together. The spell that she had cast on Paul and Helene.... This must have kept the werewolves from slaughtering them....

The village woman continued, "So that is what this meeting is about. The village is planning to go on a hunt at the next full moon.

By that time, Syeira would be long-gone from the area. She decided that she must find Helene and Paul and try to reverse the damage - if that were possible. She would find them, she knew that she would. After all, how hard could it be to find a drunken werewolf and one in a sparkly outfit?

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