K.L.Caley’s#writephoto. Canon

Well Morgarna is back still traveling on the Camel train with the long dead Zaphra…what’s Zaphra’s real story and is Merlin messing Morgarna about again. This is part of K.L. Caley’s #writephoto.

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As the morning went on and sun got hotter Morgarna and Zephra found they could converse telepathically which was handy because that way they were not restricted by those around them overhearing them.
Zephra told Morgarna that she had been married to a minor Pharo and they had been very happy together. They were healthy and rich and caring of their kingdom and their citizens.
Laughing ryely Zephra added “if you think that’s too good to be true…it was. Sadly I had become complacent and had taken my eye off the ball. Seems my husband was busy chasing one of the temple’s priestesses.”
Morgarna rolled her eyes and replied “really? well nothing surprises me. So what happened….?”
Taking a deep breath Zephra continued. “She plotted behind my back, poisoning the Pharos heart against me. Little words here false letters there until he was convinced that I was too old and too ugly..”
“Hang on there” spluttered Morgarna, “too old, too ugly ” your not that now girl and you’ve been dead for centuries! “
“Well it surprising what pert tits and a touch of kolh and a magic potion can do. Soon I was being sidelined and then the rumours started about me. “I was bad , I was a witch, I was the reason the crops failed and we had floods.”

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The caravan had stopped at an Oasis for lunch, some of the traders were setting up stalls and camps, they would be staying until the camel trail returned when they would rejoin it. Other traders were packing up ready to join the train. The few tourists and their guide were resting in the shade and being served food and drink.
Morgarna listened to Zephra as they sat in the shade drinking tea and smoked a shisha pipe.
“So Morgarna asked what can I do to help, you know I can’t change history, as much as I’d like to or kill anyone in the past …. obviously you and Merlin have spoken and have agreed a task for me to carry out”

Zephra shifted on her cushion then looked Morgarna in the eyes, ” I know Merlin explained that I can’t kill that evil witch or castrate my husband because their descendants loom huge in history and so much of today would never be quite the same….. Actually, though I am not part of this time so I cannot change it.”
Morgarna could feel the anger literally reaching out from Zephra, under control but seething.
“What I need is to find my amulet I have been lost without it “
Morgarna heard a few alarm bells ringing in her head…why does she want an amulet ….
Just as Morgarna was going to answer Zephra the *Khabir interrupted them, “Ladies” he said “We are on the move now are you ready to leave ” it was an order more than an inquiry.

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So Morgarna found herself back travelling on the camel train but now she was silent she was concerned about Zephra’s intentions. Truly she was worried why was an amulet so important? Amulets usually had magical powers and ergo they were trouble!

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That evening they stopped at an oasis outside of a desert fort. After dinner Morgarna was sitting quietly having a cigarette watching the stars. As she sat quietly she saw Zephra’s spirit horse arrive. Zephra mounted the horse and was off into the night.
Stubbing out her cigarette Morgarna took off and followed her.

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An hour later Morgarna landed quietly in the shadows just in time to see Zephra entering a pyramid. Quickly she followed her in. Down tunnels and chambers through walls deeper and deeper they went. Both Zephra and Morgarna floating so there was no noise all was silent even the beautiful spirit horse made no sound.

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Eventually they reached the very depths of the pyramid, Morgarna held back hiding in the shadows. She watched as Zephra touched a hidden panel on the wall and entered the final inner chamber, there bedecked in gold were two sarcophagi. Morgarna watched as Zephra strained and prized open the female sarcophagus and pulled the golden amulet from around the mummy’s neck. Then she raised both arms and brought them down as hard as she could on the beautiful mask that covered the prietesse’s face, smashing it to a thousand pieces. ….
Morgarna was shocked…truly shocked and involuntarily she gasped.
Zephra spun around and looked Morgarna in the eyes. “What are you doing here ? How did you follow me?”
Morgarna took a deep breath and said, “Give me that amulet Zephra you cannot just steal it ! “
‘I can and I will ” screamed Zephra.
Morgarna reached out to grab the amulet but Zephra scratched Morgarna’s face and arm and Morgarna winced with pain as blood ran down her face and arm!
Suddenly the Anomaly appeared in the tomb and Zephra jumped and was gone.

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“Nooooo!” Screamed Morgarna into the pitch black of the chamber! Her face and arm burned and her pride was hurt she let out a huge scream of pain and rage!
Just at that second a second Anomaly appeared and she jumped.

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Morgarna landed still screaming Infront of a black rainsplattered cannon looking out of a battlement. In the distance she could see a town and a monument on a hillside

“Merlin” she screamed, “what the fuck ? you bastard what’s going on! “

*Khabir the title of the man in charge of a camel train.