K.L. Caley’s #writephoto:Meeting.

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For visually challenged writersthe first image shows a solo swan swimming under a small bridge.

The second image shows a woodland. In the centre of the woodland is a clearing with fallen trees made into a round seating area. At the head of the seating area is a grand chair.

For visually challenged writersthe third image shows a terraced house with a vivid red door. The sign beside the door states Castle Cottage.

Hi everyone I have been stuck in the real world dealing with real world stuff, some good, some not so good. I am trying to get back into the swing of things. So maybe it’s to see what Margarna and co are up to four weeks after we last checked in with them! Here is the first of two installments this week.

Swan – Image by KL Caley.

Morgana decided the best way to approach an obviously irritated Geoff was to become a swan herself. So there she was suddenly looking rather lush, if she said so herself chasing Geoff with apparent grace and speed!
“Hi Geoff where’s the fire “
“Morgana is that you …. Good grief your a real conundrum” Geoff grumbled…”At least I am not an old curmugeon like you” Morgarna replied!
“Not now Morgarna , it’s not a good time!”
“But I am here to help Geoff what’s going on?”
Geoff motioned behind them , Morgana turned her now long and slender neck to see what Geoff was so worked up about. Immediately she could see the problem as they were swimming into a normal landscape ahead of them , behind them the horizon was catching them up like a huge blackhole .. everything a few feet behind them was being swallowed up leaving behind nothing but blackness…
“Shit Geoff this is serious, when did it all start?”
“You think Morgarna, really? Well let me see…. Two hours so far, two hours of break neck speed and damage …..”
“Where are you family Geoff?”
“Well Dog took them off in another direction but the void follows whichever direction you head in so I’ve lost them for now.”


“Okay I get the picture and I have a pretty good idea what’s happening and who’s causing it! “
“Well please Morgarna stop looking so smug and do something, I am exhausted ” Geoff hissed.
Reaching into her immaculate black feathers…well what other colour would she be? She pulled out her bag hooked it around her neck then deftly with her beak she pulled out along black tube .
She aimed it at the fast approaching event horizon.
“Geoff” she said with her mouthful…”when I say, Now, hit the red button on the bottom of the tube.”
” Why me …you do it” moaned Geoff.
” Because my bloody beak is holding the blood machine!. Stop arguing and help me or that’s it no more “
“No more what?” Geoff hissed.
“Nothing, no more nothing…. NOW Geoff NOW”
Geoff managed to hit the button just in time, the blackness stopped short of swallowing them up though Geoff did lose a couple of tail feathers.

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Everything stopped except for Geoff who was furious about his rather ruffled and lost tail feathers.
“Ok Geoff , stop now I will sort that asap! Right now we need to sort out what’s happening…this time lapse event horizon holder won’t hold indefinitely! ..”
Geoff begrudgingly shuffled out of the water and onto the bank followed by Morgarna. Who as soon as she was on dry land went back to her normal form. She’d learned centuries ago if you want dry clothes step out of the water before you change form.
“Oh” said Geoff , ” why have you changed back I’d of thought you’d of kept the superior swan form”
“Morgarna took a sharp intake of breath and replied. “I find it easier to walk than waddle, now get a move on and follow me!

Meeting – Image by KL Caley.

Morgarna and Geoff walked into the wooded area to their left and followed the path for about half an hour. This led them to a clearing with fallen trees made into a round seating area. At the head of the seating area was a grand chair.
“This looks like where we should be ” Morgana announced , Geoff was still muttering to himself about his tail feathers.
Morgarna lit a cigarette and sat in the only chair….”What are you doing” asked Geoff incredulously. “What makes you think you can sit at the head of the circle.”
Taking a long puff on her cigarette she blew smoke right into Geoff’s face. “Me Geoffrey baby, I shall be doing all the hard work to sort this out so the least I should get is the big chair.’


People and animals started to arrive each wearing a number denoting which dimension they were from. Geoff quickly took a seat to Morgarna’s right and watched as everyone else arrived and squabbled for places to sit. .
Eventually all the places were taken , greetings made and a hush hung over the clearing.

This was suddenly shattered by loud voices approaching one definitely Italian.
The men in black and their bound hostage arrived and the verbal Italian was thrown into the centre of the ring? He looked straight at Morgarna who was talking to a white swan with a very mismatched bunch of tail feathers.
“Bella Morgarna” Leonardo said with a flourishing bow.
“Don’t you Bella me , Leo you have unleashed untold problems in so many worlds and you stand there grinning at me! ” The crowd was getting restless and at the sight of the author of their distress they were getting ugly!

Morgarna lit another cigarette… “What do you think you are doing playing fast and loose with space, time and dimensions? It’s just not on”
Leonardo was silent now, he was actually shocked at Morgarna’s reaction… He’d never seen her look so fierce or scary…. Boy she was beautiful.


Standing up Morgarna held up a long list of the problems that had been caused by Leonardo’s meddling. She read the list out, wars, famine, plaque , earthquakes, tusnarmi, ect culminating in the horizon suddenly becoming an event horizon and swallowing whole dimensions!
As she finished she looked him in the eyes and said…. “Just what have you got to say for yourself? “
Leonardo went down on his knees and said… “Mea culpa, mea maxima culpa. Morgarna I really didn’t mean to cause so much trouble….”
He went to continue, but Morgana lifted her hand and silenced him.

“This is going to take an awful lot of sorting out. What have you got to say for yourself?”
Leonardo looked at Morgarna, he could see the only way forward was to tell the truth. ” It was a computer program that went wrong”
“What were you doing with a computer in the fourteenth century?? You have no right to have one….hang on I know exactly where you got it from….and we helped you then….this is how you show gratitude? It’s going to take weeks to sort this out. Have you got the program I need to sort the event horizon out before all of the dimensions are swallowed up! “


Morgarna sent a copy of the program through to Merlin and he immediately set to work reversing what he could in the many dimensions that exist.
To Geoff’s relief the horizon began to receed and things were restored to normal…he was delighted to hear dog and see his wife and children making their way towards him wings wide open!
As soon as Morgarna saw Geoff and family reunited she took a bound and gagged Leonardo back to the fourteenth century… where he was strip searched and was given a strict warning by Morgarna to cause no more trouble.
As Morgarna went to leave Leonardo called after her, “Bella Morgarna, please, just one more strip search before you leave”
Morgarna, a rye smile on her face, pinged her rubber gloves…but left.
She couldn’t ignore the anomaly.
As she jumped again she heard Geoff hissing “what about my tail feathers”


With Geoff’s words ringing in her ears Morgarna landed in a quiet street out side of a cottage with a red door.

The Red Door – Image by KL Caley

part of K.L.Caley’s#writephoto.

to be continued!

19 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. ivor20
    Sep 29, 2022 @ 22:41:58

    The outer limits of space seemed to have gotten out of control …I wonder who’s in charge .. ??

    Reply

  2. Dan Antion
    Sep 30, 2022 @ 00:11:58

    Excellent, Willow. I am always amazed at how you weave these stories in this continuing saga.

    Reply

  3. Sadje
    Sep 30, 2022 @ 00:53:02

    That was one happening installment.

    Reply

  4. Ritu
    Sep 30, 2022 @ 04:01:04

    Great to finally get an update!

    Reply

  5. Marsha
    Sep 30, 2022 @ 16:31:39

    Willow, you have an imagination on steroids! Shape shifting, morphing through the centuries. Computers in the 1400s. I could never think of all this in a million years. Well done! 🙂

    Reply

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  7. vermavkv
    Oct 02, 2022 @ 08:20:45

    Very nice.

    Reply

  8. TanGental
    Oct 03, 2022 @ 06:02:58

    Glad he made it back. Swans are so precious!

    Reply

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