K.L. Caley’s #writephoto. Fairy.

Morgarna arrived at the castle at 6am on the morning before she arrived the first time. Standing in the early morning sunshine she had a cigarette , she had decided to have one before she put the dress on, for safety reasons.
Feeling lazy she decided to fly up to the window and pass through it rather than use normal means. Well why have powers if you never use them she asked herself.


Once inside Morgarna put the dress on and was amazed that it was amazingly comfortable and warm. She liked the way it made her feel plus the way it drew itself in to fit her.
Across the room there was a vase of flowers, she walked across and helping herself to some of the flowers she made herself a headdress.
Taking out her phone she checked her instructions again.
According to what Merlin had found in the ancient woodland lore tomes he’d been studying, she had to enlist the help of the woodland Fae. This was a huge relief to her because she had had plenty of dealings with these guys through out her long and complicated life.


At 10am when the castle opened to the public she cast a spell to disguise her thoughts, sheild her brain and keep her smiling and vacant so as not to alert the shadows to her presence.
A soon as she left the room she could here the same buzzing she’d heard the other day, alerting her to the fact that the shadows were there and to be extra careful.
Passing the crown on the window ledge Morgarna shivered and the though of Morgause being attacked and wondered if she was recovering.
People were coming up the stairs their faces fixed in their Zombie like smiles. In among them the shadows were moving, touching and feeling people as they went, and even killing some as they passed, eating their hearts. Sickened as she was Morgarna carried on greeting the guests and walking through and ignoring the shadows.


The sun was up and it was a beautiful day as Morgarna headed towards the woods at the bottom of the hill she felt almost relax at the thought of meeting old friends.
Looking around and ensuring she had not been followed she entered the wood. Switching on her phone she followed the GPs trail Merlin had preloaded. It was a twisty, turny trail and it took her deep into the wood. Half an hour later she arrived at a perfect circle of tall trees.
Morgarna breathed in, as she stepped into the circle she felt her body relax and her dress bristled and bloomed!


Once inside the circle Morgarna could relax, she was invisible to everyone and everything outside of it. The sun through the trees warmed her and she looked up. After a few seconds her eyes found the small blue door.

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For visually challenged writersthe image shows a huge tree with a small blue fairy door on it.

Fairy – Image by KL Caley.

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Picking up a handful of stones she threw them up at the door. This she repeated twice more.
The door finally flew open and the most gorgeous and perfectly proportioned young man stood hands on hips. His voiced boomed out, which was quite a surprise because he was all of three inches tall.
“Oye! Watch my paint work! Who do you think you are all dressed up like a forest? “
Morgarna smiled and answered, “It’s me Tom, don’t you recognize me?”
Jumping down Tom landed on a tree stump right by Morgarna, “Is that you Morgarna? I’d know that voice anywhere….and that beautiful face too” he added as he ducked her hand that had gone up to swipe him.
“So what brings you here?” Tom asked. Morgarna sat down so they were sort of at eye level. ” I am here to ask your help with the alien shadows Tom, have you seen them?” she asked . “Indeed I have and nasty evil things they are” he replied shivering. “But Morgarna why do you call them alien … They are just evil spirits of the undead”
Morgarna was about answer him when she saw three shadows approaching, she froze and went pale remembering what they had done to Morgause. Tom read her mind, “Calm down Morgarna they cannot enter here nor can they see or hear us”
Even so Morgarna sat stock still and watched as the shadows circled around the magic ring. Eventually they moved off.


Later that evening all the tree Fae returned and were delighted to see Morgarna, who had shrunk to their size. Behind the blue door they discussed and modified the plan Merlin had devised for the dispatching of the shadows.
Later Morgarna sat out on a branch under the moon having a cigarette and and a large glass of Old Witch Shiraz…. Tom came to join her he put his arm around her and the air went electric!…..

This is part of K. L.Caley’s #writephoto.

30 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Ritu
    Apr 04, 2022 @ 14:43:51

    Great response, Sis!

    Reply

  2. Lauren
    Apr 04, 2022 @ 15:05:55

    Oooo I want more ☺

    Reply

  3. Jemima Pett
    Apr 04, 2022 @ 15:16:55

    Mmm… great continuation. I like Tom, too 🙂

    Reply

    • willowdot21
      Apr 04, 2022 @ 15:21:21

      Thanks, I did edit it today so fingers crossed it’s better than last week’s! I coming over to read yours in a second so put the kettle on or get the wine out 😁😁😁😁

      Reply

  4. Dan Antion
    Apr 04, 2022 @ 23:16:31

    I am enjoying this continuing saga, Willow. Nice job,

    Reply

  5. Carol anne
    Apr 05, 2022 @ 03:10:26

    Ooo intriguing!
    I loved this part of the story willow! ❤ ❤

    Reply

  6. Diary of a Dublin housewife
    Apr 05, 2022 @ 07:29:37

    A cigarette and a glass of old witch shiraz… she sounds like my ma 🤣
    Great piece 👏

    Reply

  7. Sadje
    Apr 05, 2022 @ 11:05:45

    Great addition to the story.

    Reply

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  10. KL Caley
    Apr 13, 2022 @ 07:03:56

    Oooh I love it. Tom’s a great addition, I wonder what history they share. He seems to be aware of the shadows too. You always leave us wanting more, Willow. A great continuation. Thank you so much for joining in with #writephoto (sorry for the late response). KL ❤

    Reply

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