The night was young and the pale moon stared down at the glowing light of the gypsy train. The night's eyes found two more, out of place lights just a bit behind the wondrous jewel of temptation.<br/>Soft music slithered through the air in a sad and magical way. It was a sweet and sorrowful melody played by a man as dark as the night sky.<br/>His jet black hair was dark and cover his black shinning eyes, but his beautiful cold alabaster face shone with the moon's light. He was dressed head to toe in black and leather, his lean athletic form from a cold place that was far from the place they were in now.<br/>His melody carried through the humid night to a woman that would make the moon jealous.<br/>Her blonde hair like whitening gold silk on her head, two eyes that shone and sparkled like sapphires and show white skin that blushed a soft pale pink. Her voluptuous body moved in fluid sensual movement, as if she were a snake charmed by the music. The sheer silks and veils that hid and yet somehow also revealed almost everything hugged her form like a needy lover. The small symbols in her delicate long fingers chimed in the night with the mysterious song.<br/>These two almost ghostly beings now preformed for the moon as the gypsy shows ended.<br/>But they did not know that their performance could now be heard by the gypsy train just before them.