- Title: Fortune Teller
- Artist: Houra
She ushers you into the dark room & runs her fingers over the glass ball before gently lifting it off the table & runs her hands over it. Eyes closed, she stops any motion except for her fingers clinging tightly to the crystal ball.
Without a word she knows why you're here.
"I see them," escapes from her lips, "They were lost too young, they need you."
The room grows cold.
You lean in, breath held & she speaks softly, a tiny smile on her defined mouth.
"They're here with us".
- Date: 09/11/2010
- Tags: houra gypsy ghost fortune teller
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