In the presence of a young and mysterious, attractive fortune-teller I had my future laid out before me in detailed descriptions.
The wind was howling outside, but I felt safe and warm – on this night.
Her emerald eyes shone directly through me when she said:
"When I put down the tarot cards, I look at your desires, wishes and an urge for acceptance."
The interior of her small compartment seemed to melt into the density of the air.
I couldn't help staring into those penetrating eyes.
She took my hand in her own and spoke into the air:
"When I read into the palm of your hand, I see a spark of desire, submission, chaos and intolerance."
I vanished in the gypsy woman's hazel green eyes… couldn't resist to let her have my inner self.
The eroticism of it all is still a mystery to me.
She had a sad look upon her beautiful face as she whispered to me:
"When I gaze into the crystal ball, I see your secret desires, greed, perfect wisdom, lust and degradation –
When I look into the crystal ball."
1 | Playing God |
2 | The Black Circus |
3 | King Of The Absurd |
4 | Enigma |
5 | Safe |
6 | Beyond The Walls Of Sleep |
7 | A Long Farewell |
8 | Critical Mass |
9 | Fall From Grace |
10 | The Twilight Shadow |