K.L.Caley’s #WRITEPHOTO – Lamppost.

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a black traditional style lamppost set beside a stone pathway in amongst some hedging.

Lamppost – Image by KL Caley

This week Morgarna are worried and unsettled while Morgause is left under the care of the Lady of the Lake……

After breakfast Morgarna cleared away the dishes and tidied up after Merlin, with a waive of her hand. “No magic” she muttered “after the week we’ve had what does he expect?”
She just couldn’t settle as she thought about Morgause sleeping the sleep of the not quite dead under the care of Vivianne the Lady of the Lake. Lighting a cigarette Morgarna said out loud “I don’t trust her, I really don’t trust her”
“What you mean babes, is, you don’t like her, are you jealous?” Merlin’s voice sounded in her head”
“Jealous, what of? No I am not! Just get out of my head”


Later she joined Merlin in the office just off of the Lab, he was busy with his laptop and crystal ball. “How are you fixed babes ” he asked looking up .
“Why” asked Morgarna “Have we got a new job come in?”
“Yup if your up for it” Merlin said spinning round on his chair to look her in the eye.
Stubbing her cigarette out on his desk ( making him wince) she blew a lung full of smoke in his direction and replied. “I don’t see why not. I can’t do anything for little Sis she in the best of hands apparently” as she said the last part she made imaginary speech marks in the air with her fore and index fingers of both hands .
Merlin smiled,”your rather angsty for someone who doesn’t care about me”


Later after she’d changed and sorted her bag Morgarna headed off with no destination in mind, she knew the Anomaly would find her.
As it was she did not get far, as she turned into a wooded alleyway with bushes and lush greenery she saw an old lamppost and above it the Anomaly, as ever she jumped.

Lamppost – Image by KL Caley

As she landed she notice she was in the same place but checking her phone she saw she was one hundred and fifty years in the past. It was dark and the lamplight was on, she could hear the hiss of the gas.
Looking in her notes she turned on her heels and headed back towards where the lab would stand in the future. There was a chill in the air and Morgarna had the distinct feeling she was not alone on the path .

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THIS IS PART OF K.L. CALEY’S #writephoto.

20 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Carol anne
    Apr 21, 2022 @ 14:11:25

    awesome installment willow! ❤ ❤

    Reply

  2. Ritu
    Apr 21, 2022 @ 14:41:56

    Great job, Sis! 💛

    Reply

  3. Emille
    Apr 21, 2022 @ 16:10:41

    Like the lamp post and where it stands – a little nostalgia:) Emille

    Reply

  4. KL Caley
    Apr 22, 2022 @ 05:36:41

    Ohhh… what an intriguing ending. Another brilliant instalment, Willow. I get so excited to see these pop up in my email. Thank you so much for joining this week’s challenge. KL ❤
    https://new2writing.wordpress.com/2022/04/21/writephoto-lamppost/

    Reply

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  6. TanGental
    Apr 22, 2022 @ 06:08:09

    Good suspense and character development

    Reply

  7. Nope, Not Pam
    Apr 22, 2022 @ 09:51:58

    Great tale, full of suspense and intrigue

    Reply

  8. Sadje
    Apr 22, 2022 @ 10:32:24

    I like the direction the story is taking.

    Reply

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