Late last night in the shadowy darkness around midnight, I took a little walk through the woods down by the river.

I went to visit the gypsies in their camp by the edge of town and found the small light on in a small caravan. When I knocked on the door an little old man led me in and we sat by the flickering fire of a candle. His long gray beard matched his long hair, blood-shot eyes and his old clothes and the room smelled of cabbages.

I told him that I had women troubles and he nodded with an eerie recognition. I showed him my gold watch and offered to him if he would help me. He leaned back in his old chair and scratched his chin and stroked his gray beard.

I asked him for a spell to cast on my enemies to break whatever spell they are under. He sat motionless or a moment then he leaned forward and whispered in a dark-room voice, "I have two options for you."

"One spell to make all the evil spells that your enemies are currently under ... disappear." and he waved his hand as if it were magic.

"OR ... another spell to make all your enemies twist their ankles and fall ... making them limp."

So, I gave the old gypsy my watch. 

-K

Of course, I went with option #2.

-K

I do live in a van down by the river ... how did you know that?

Are you a gypsy too?

-K