For visually challenged writers, the image shows a cardboard box full of various (animal?) skulls.
Merlin, was tired he had not felt this tired for decades! This cleaning up had taken a lot out of him, a spell to keep everything and everyone in the castle suspended in time, while he got the place cleaned up! …… Admittedly he was using a spell for that too but ‘ That was okay’ he’d asured himself he was not sticking to the “no unnecessary magic pact” was okay as long as Morgana was not there to witness . No not while Guinevere and Morgana were supping wine and eating Venison in a little time bubble in Guinevere’s chambers.
Morgana was absolutely amazed at how the years of separation, centuries infact, just rolled away and they were joking and laughing as if they were still living in the same time zone. “Really Morgana you and Merlin? Working together? In the future? Really? ” Asked a wide eyed Guinevere! “I just can’t understand that at all” “Never mind Gwen, you don’t need to, I will wipe all this knowledge from your brain before I leave.” Replied a slightly tipsy Morgana.
Merlin looked around and decided the castle was clean enough and he’d had finished. So he decided to pop up to his old rooms while his Arthurian self was still fast asleep. His room was very much as he remembered it, full of boxes and potions and books! “I wonder if I still have my old skulls and bones” he wondered to himself. “I kept them under my bed if I remember correctly” Merlin winced as he bent down to see under his bed ! “Yes” he shouted as he spotted the old box gathering dust.
“What’s in the box” asked Morgana as she and Merlin stood in the tunnel under the castle. “Ah!” He beamed, “this box contains my bone and skull collection. It’s coming back with us…I think it’s going to be very useful” “A box of old skulls” reapted A giggling Morgana. Just then they heard raised voices and running feet coming their way. Right on que the anomaly appeared, “here’s our ride” smiled Morgana. Just as the guards appeared Morgana and Merlin jumped and were gone! The first guard on the scene turned to the second and asked, ” Did you see those boots?…weird” “Yes” replied guard number two, “I certainly did, a French make, I believe”.
Female, wife, full time mother and Grandmother. I am not as happy go lucky as I used to be but I am still bubbling along on simmer! I have three handsome sons all grown and flown.The youngest married with a beautiful wife and two sons of his own. Back in 2010 I was working, running a home, driving and socializing then bang in a split second all that was gone. I had an accident at home. I broke my back, not for the first time, I had broken it 10 years previously as well. Unfortunately this time I had broken it really badly and it was truly messed up so I had to have two operations. I was told before each operation that the outcome could mean I spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair. Still as some guy once wrote "I am still standing " yes "better than I ever was " I no longer use the walking stick . I had lots of friends before the accident but when things like this happen, you loose most of them. Their lives move on and mine stood still and so they left me behind ...I know that is just the way life is but it hurt and always will. Then I looked around and saw those who were still there for me, these friends are the roses in my garden they need to be tended well. They are the diamonds in the dust. I will of been married 53yrs this comming year. I have found different ways to approach life, use my pain befriend it almost...yer right , well that is what they tell me at the pain clinic ROFLMAO ...... if only I could! I have found an outlet for my fears, frustrations and night terrors . I have started writing poetry if that name can be applied to my writing. I hope I do not come over as a moaning winger. I hope I am past all that. I also hope that you might see how the poetry is moving from very dark through the grey and hopefully in to light.
My back is no longer straight it is C shaped because of the injury and I have lost two and a half inches in height but my Pilates and Core teachers have helped me to stand up as straight and be as strong as possible. Pain and depression are still hanging on my arm but I have weapons to use against them and if I say so myself I cope well.
I have made lots of new friends, real diamonds. I am also very grateful for all the support and help I have encountered here on Wordpress. Hugs and welcome to everyone who visits.
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17 thoughts on “K.L. CALEY’S #writephoto. SKULLS.”
This prompt fitted in just perfectly in your story. 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼
Glad Merlin has been put to work this time! I wonder what he’s up to with a bone collection. Thank you so much for another fabulous entry to the #writephoto prompt. KL ❤
This prompt fitted in just perfectly in your story. 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼
Thank you Sadje, it really is lucky that the prompts have been so good because I never know where the story will go until I see them 💜
You’re welcome! That’s is exciting for both you and your readers.
Fingers crossed 💜
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Another fun addition to the story 💜
Thank you Sis 💜💜
Nicely linked
Thank you Geoff I seem to be very lucky at the moment 💜
Ah, now I’m wondering just how Merlin is going to use that box of bones . . .
So am I 🥺
I hope it’s got what he thinks is inside it 🙂
Well he was after his bones but …he younger self may not of collected the right ones yet? 🕸️💜
Glad Merlin has been put to work this time! I wonder what he’s up to with a bone collection. Thank you so much for another fabulous entry to the #writephoto prompt. KL ❤
Lol the bone collection has yet to be explained…. 😉💜