An interesting question....

I was asked that more then once recently. How do you answer a question like that?

I am me...

I am nobody...

I am somebody...

I am your wildest fantasy...

I am your worst nightmare...

I am all things rolled into one...

But most of all, I am a gypsy. My mother was a gypsy. My father was a Ritter of Klien. Do not
ask me how they ended up together. My mother would never tell me. *snicker* But my father
love her dearly, and bowed to her every wish. As with all gypsys, my mother had the wander
lust. She would be happy in one place for only so long, and then need to travel. She would look
at him and just say, "My feet itch" or "I am growing bored" or something similar. My father
would chuckle, kiss her on the forehead and walk away. But within a week we were packed and ready to go.

But no matter how far we traveled, or how long we were gone. Eventually we always ended up
back in Klien. We would travel with my familys caravan for a while and then return. It was a
happy life.

But as with all good things..it had to end.

We traveled on the wrong night. My mother "got the itch" so we began to travel. We stopped one night and camped, near the Abbey. We all laid down for sleep..when I awoke, everyone and everything was gone. It was as if they had been erased from time itself. I managed to find my way home to no avail. The house stood closed and locked as it had when we left. No one in Klien knew anything. Asuming we were traveling again as usual.

So now I travel, alone, wandering, searching, hoping to find some trace of my family again. To find out where they went, and what happened to them. That is my life now, that is all I am and all I know.

Want to know more? Ask me..or read here and hope I tell you more...

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