As the sun started to rise early the next morning the absence of mist was noticed by all who lived in and around the village, also the lack of birds chirping happily was gone. In fact there was an unearthly quietness that was quite alarming. Between the Gypsies encampment and the babbling creek where Oscar was hiding, there was a what seemed to be a blue flame coming from under the pillars of stone. It gave off quite the glow around it as it silently appeared early that morning. The young Gypsy had awakened from her slumber and glanced around. Noticing something was different in the air that morning she quickly went from camp to camp wakening all the other Gypsies. As they gathered around her she explained the feelings she was having just as a loud snoring sound came from the bridge. She turned and pointed then whispered "follow me" to the others. they obeyed without hesitation as they approached where the sounds were coming from. Peering under the end of the bridge she seen Oscar. Picking up a stick that was nearby, she poked and prodded him waking hom from his sleep. He jumped banging his head on the under side of the bridge and voiced how he would eat whoever poked him. The young Woman laughed then said as a matter of fact, "Come out here and face me then" Oscar glanced over to where she stood and something that moment which the likes have never been seen before nor shall we see them again happened. Oscar crawled out then dropped to his knees and bowed. He begged and pleaded for forgiveness. The young woman whispered in a strange language then turned toward her camp once more. All the gypsies and even Oscar, yes Oscar the Ogre followed as if by being under a trance. She stopped by the blue hue coming from the stones for just a moment, long enough to give a slight smile as they all headed back to camp for some sort of preparation. But What you ask.......
Written by Gwen Gudkov (Roughneck)