Three Line Tales, week 84
photo by Niv Rozenberg via Unsplash
The Gypsy
He was a tall dark handsome gypsy, a heartbreaker with a wicked smile and a wild laugh. He loved his life traveling where and when he wanted in his tiny caravan with no ties to bind him or worries to keep him awake. All that changed when he looked into the green eyes of a most beautiful witch and was forever lost in her spell.
Patricia's Place 
Yes I have been bewitched by those same green eyes.
And that is a good thing, yes?
I really love this, this sounds like a blurb for a book! So much that could happen around this short scenario.
Kathrin — http://mycupofenglishtea.wordpress.com
Thanks, Kathrin. If only I had it in me to write a book!
I enjoyed this, Patricia. Excellent job on the prompt.
Thank you. I appreciate your encouragement.
Love this–I never even thought of gypsy caravans, so I’m a bit envious (in a good way)! 🙂 God bless ❤
Gypsy caravans were the first thing I thought of when I saw the photo. My great-grandmother was a gypsy. I never met her but I heard some stories so it was a natural response to the prompt. Thanks for commenting.
Oh wow, so you have some gypsy blood–very cool! 🙂