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Cruelty, my people knew it well. In every veiled look, every muttered, ‘Drac, vrăjitoare, rău; nenorocire,’ under their breath I felt their fear. People fear what they don’t understand ( Read more... )

What if, there was a peep show to our souls? You had private booth so you could jack off, as it were to those secret private moments we hide from the rest of the world. Yes, that might sound naughty, but yet, you might be taking jacking off literally and it doesn’t have to be ( Read more... )

A time machine, a chance to see anything and everything, to meet … anyone, that concept for me is hard to wrap my mind around that mind sound funny I know, I mean really, I grew up differently than most, schooled in the old ways, lived a life watching a vampire, and fighting demons, dying and being reborn, and I can’t wrap my brain around the idea ( Read more... )

Staring up at the moon always calmed me; whenever I could I’d stand out barefoot in the cool grass, dancing in the moonlight, much as I did as a child in Borsa. I’d come home with great anticipation with the recording; I’d held it close to me as I left the music store, like a child holding her favourite doll. I’d waited a while for Angelo Malikov’s ( Read more... )

She could be anywhere in the world, it didn’t matter, it always came down to Rupert Giles, at the end of the day, just like the fleeting moments of the end of her life, she thought of him, so it was only natural she continued to think of him, he was still her passion, her ultimate desire ( Read more... )

There are some international holidays, in Borsa we celebrated New Year’s Anul nou, and for those who are orthodox they celebrate a three-day Easter, Paştele, and although our labour day is a different day, we celebrate Ziua muncii on May 1st. Of course every nationality celebrates their version of Christmas, Crăciunul, but for Romany’s it’s a ( Read more... )

Romany’s have so many traditions, and I wish I could say that I learned those traditions, learned to embrace them like a child clutches to her favourite child close to her body. Most of the traditions that I learned were at my grandmother’s knee, just like the spells, from her I learned the answers to the questions I never understood ( Read more... )

Left dizzy from his kiss, a myriad of emotions assaulted my brain, and the sensations that were battling for supremacy in a mind over matter war, were deliciously confusing and arousing. Working hard to keep from smiling, I told myself that not even Buffy could tear him away me, not when I was naked, ripe and wanting him with, as trite as it might ( Read more... )

Known metallurgy, all sorts of beings came to Borsa, requesting this weapon or that, and for centuries, the clan felt safe, safe from the vile creatures that crawled, or walked into our village, safe that the talents of my people would protect us. Safe until Milos created the Ainigriv, christened by the young gypsy Romany girl, Janna ( Read more... )