K.L. Caley’s #writephoto: Plane.

Plane – Image by KL Caley

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a black and white aeroplane statue surrounded by colourful flowers.

It’s a saucy episode for Morgarna and the nuns I hope no one is offended? This is Part of K.L. Caley’s #writephoto Plane!

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Silently Morgarna turned and slipped back along the path to the Priory. As she left the woods and headed up the lawns towards the priory, she turned and made sure she was not been followed, and turning back toward the priory she scanned the windows to ensure no one was watching her.
She used Mother Superior’s keys to let herself in by a door half way along the building, she headed up the corridor towards Mother Agnes’s room.
Using Agnes’s keys again she let herself into the Mother Superior’s room.
Raising a hand she said ‘okay you can just listen no need for you to speak.” Lighting a cigarette and getting her flask of Bacardi and Coke out of her bag she offered Mother Agnes a drink. The nun shook her head but smiled an enquiring smile at this strange and wild woman!
Taking a drag of her cigarette Morgarna sat opposite Mother and related what she had seen. ” Now tell me sister are there male Carthusian brothers near here?”
Mother Agnes nodded her head,
” Do they want to join you here?”
Another nod from Mother Agnes.
“Okay I take it you are not in favour of this “
Agnes shook her head vehemently.
” Why” asked Morgarna handing Agnes parchment and quill. Sitting down Morgarna finished her cigarette and sipped her Bacardi while Mother Agnes wrote.
Agnes handed Morgarna her reply which Morgarna read.
The brothers are insisting that we vacate this Priory so they can move in, they say being men they take preference over us. It’s not fair Morgarna, we have been here fifty years since I was a young novice. The brothers were here before but they left to join a larger monrastery. Now some of them wish to return. ‘
Morgarna finished reading and put the parchment back on the desk.
“Right’ she said one of the Monks is putting an hallucinagenic powder into your food v
ia the mushrooms I saw a monk do this with my own eyes this evening. Morgarna didn’t need Agnes to write a reply it was actually written all over her face. “Now I have a plan said Morgarna, all I need you to do is not eat the vegetable stew the kitchen nuns have prepared! ” Mother Agnes nodded.


Morgarna joined the other nuns for the evening meal. It was delicious, and Morgarna had two helpings much to the other nuns horror, they were only allowed one helping but Morgarna was a guest after all.
After the meal was cleared away and the Nuns went to the chapel to recite Compline.
The powder was beginning to weave it’s magic the nuns were feeling the effects, there was a lot of giggling and throwing off of robes… The powder had quite an orgasmic effect on everyone.

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Morgarna was rather enjoying herself too, when she noticed a few monks dressed in the same Carthusian robes as the monk in the clearing entering the chapel.
Reluctantly she waved a hand across her forehead and instantly she was back to normal …” Humm” she muttered, I was enjoying that” taking a deep breath she headed for the chapel.


As she walked down the stone hallway towards the chapel she heard a lot of excited sounds… opening the door Morgarna was surprised by the scene that met her. It was a full blown orgy!
Morgarna toyed with the idea of whipping out her special mobile phone and taking some photos… Her better side won and she decided against it!
As she stepped over the entwined bodies some of the monks reached out to touch her….ignoring her pact with Merlin , ‘No magic unless unavailable’, she muttered a few incantations and all the monks penis’s shrunk and then disappeared. This caused so much consideration among the monks that the orgy came to an abrupt end.
Morgarna ignoring the loud protestations from the Monks, waved a hand over all the nuns , immediately they all put on their habits and filed out of the chapel and went to their cells and slept the sleep of the innocent.


Morgarna told the red faced monks to re-robe and follow her to Mother Superior’s room. Mother Agnes was rather surprised but not totally shocked. The monks revield that they were there without the knowledge of their Abbot who had no intention of returning to the priory. These monks were simply indulging their carnal instincts completely of their own volition and were drugging the nuns to get their own way.
Morgarna asked mother Agnes what she wanted to do.


So it was that just after midnight, eight redface and naked monks were banging on the Monastery door. Around their necks were plaques that said that they had been drugging the nuns at the priory and having their wicked way with them !


That afternoon Mother Agnes sent for Morgarna, she had received a message from the Abbot of the Carthusian Monastery. Saying thank you for returning his monks who had mysteriously returned as castrato something that was much needed in their choir.

Mother Agnes asked Morgarna what she had been up to? Morgarna winked and said “Mother I couldn’t possibly say! But they will be firing blanks and singing high for the rest of their lives! “
The nuns were all up early the next day though most of them were complaining of very odd dreams.


Before Morgarna left she popped a morning after pill in all the nuns porridge! As she strolled around the garden the Anomaly arrived and she jumped.

Plane – Image by KL Caley

Landing on a colourful flower bed under a black and white aeroplane statue Morgana spotted Merlin waiting for her in the BMW. ‘You’ve got a lot of crawling to do you shit if you don’t want to end up like those monks !”

Paling, Merlin replied “I have a night for you booked at the Ritz ” “No way” Morgarna replied, you can take me to Glastonbury! “

K.L.CALEY’S#WRITEPHOTO – Bucket and Priory.

This is part of K.L.Caleys #writephoto.

First photo, Bucket. For visually challenged writersthe image shows a blue bucket and a yellow spade surrounded by sand.

Second photo, Priory. For visually challenged writers, the image shows a beautiful old yellow stone priory with ivy growing up the sides.

Last week I was not feeling too good, Covid and Ruby issues took presidence. So this wee we have a two for one!

Bucket and Priory.

Morgarna’s eyes widened as she looked into the beautiful eyes, set in a handsome face, framed by dark curly hair tied back in a long pony tail and a perfectly groomed beard. Swallowing hard, her heart skipped a beat. “Leonardo, what are you doing here”
Stepping forward and taking her hand he answered in his lyrical Italian accent. “Morgarna, my dear I am so glad to see you! We need your help “
“We?” Morgarna raised an eyebrow”
“Yes bellissima, Mona and some students are with me, come, come on in and see “
Morgarna allowed herself to be led into the room.


The room was busy, there were blue screens everywhere with people tapping away on their keyboards. Morgarna was taking it all in when a familiar face came towards her carrying a tray ladened with wine grapes and cheese.
“Mona, it’s great to see you, you look amazing the 21st century suits you! “
“Honestly Morgana you say that in whichever century we meet! Here sit and have something to eat and drink” gently setting the tray down on a empty work surface the young woman dressed in jeans and hoody looked trim and fit, her eyes sparkling like her huge smile.


“So you see said Leonardo, we have got ourselves here with my time machine but we just can’t get back. We’ve been stuck here a few months now and I had been at wits end trying to contact you and Merlin for help! So as soon as I found your anomaly I decided to interfere with it to get your attention”
“And hey presto, after a few wet landings and rogue jumps here you are Morgs” interrupted Mona, “sorry Leo but as ever you are going all round the villa just to say we are lost”
Leonardo opened his mouth to speak but Mona waved her hand at him and winked….he closed his perfect mouth.
“Did we not give you one of Merlin’s *C.O.T.A S. mobile number ? I am sure we did ” Morgarna asked looking bemused.
Pouring more wine Mona added ” You did Morgs and you gave us a handset too, about four centuries ago but clever clogs here decided mobiles were the work of ‘the diavolo’ and he destroyed it one night after we’d had a row and he got drunk! Typical eh? “
Morgarna smiled she completely understood.
“Well we’re in contact now so we can sort all this out.


“Yes babes it’s Leo and Mona and a bunch of his students. Yup they are stuck here, their time machine is kaput! Yup we need you over her pronto and can you bring a C.O.T.A.S. Mobile please…… I will explain later. What’s that noise….where are you…what? say again, Oh! you big baby , yes send a photo then get your arse here! ” Morgarna hung up and lit a cigarette, “he on his way and no comment on my smoking will change me so save your breath”
Ping a photo arrived on her C.O.T.A.S “Hey everyone she laughed look at this she said casting Merlin’s photo to all the screens in the room.

Bucket – Image by KL Caley.

An hour later Merlin arrived with alsorts of tools and magic ware! Mona, Morgana and the students had been busy preparing a meal and after Leonardo and Merlin had had a catch up they all sat down to a banquet! ” I’d of got a take in but the Ladies insisted on cooking” Leonardo announced, Merlin smiled “There’s no point in arguing with them mate they usually get their own way.Take it from one who knows.”
The next several hours were spent tinkering with machine, with technology and magic in even shares. Eventually after several attempts and a couple of short jumps via the anomaly back to when the time machine started playing up….at one point there were four Merlins and four Leonardos all arguing about what to do next… finally, and luckily before any blood was spilt the machine was restored to perfect working order.


The next day after the room had been cleared and striped of everything electronic and magic and the last 16th century students had had their memories of the 21st century erased and been sent back through the Anomaly and found themselves back at their eazels wondering where their master was. Merlin and Morgarna sat outside the well house in the afternoon sun with Leonardo and Mona. Merlin explained how the C.O.T.A.S. worked and this time Leonardo was very happy to learn, though useful as he could see it was he still felt vaguely it was partly the work of the Diavelo … But he agreed not to destroy it again. Merlin put in his and Morgarna’s numbers for emergencies and social calls.
Eventually after they had packed all of Equipment into Merlin’s Beema and said their goodbyes Leonardo and Mona set off home in their machine, Leonardo had the
Vitruvian Man to finish before people started asking awkward questions. After a slight werring and a flash they were gone.


“Well babes” Merlin said, “how do you fancy a night a posh hotel I know one not far from here. “
Morgarna looked at him suspiciously “Can I trust you ” she asked looking him in the eye….
“Trust me babes? Have I ever let you down “
Morgarna lit a cigarette and muttered …”yes legions of times” as she got in the car letting Merlin drive…she did fancy a little luxury.


They were expected when they arrived at The Priory, Merlin had rung ahead and booked a suite.

Priory – Image by KL Caley

Morgarna was delighted with the view as they drove up the drive to be greeted by a beautiful old yellow stone priory with ivy growing up the sides. Absolutely charming she thought.
After a long soak and change of clothes they both enjoyed a sumptuous meal and plenty of wine, then they sat in the rose garden and smoked the last two of Sir Percival’s cigars.
Morgarna actually fell asleep and Merlin carried her upstairs and to the room. Which is why she didn’t see the anomaly above the bed or know that Merlin posted her through it!
She landed comfortablely on a small bed there was nothing of luxury in the room , no Egyptian cotton sheets, mini bar, no TV. no ensuite, phone or room service.

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Meanwhile on the other side of the anomaly Merlin knew he would not be Mr Popular but that did not stop him helping himself to a brandy and turning on a movie. …….

*C.O.T.A.S : Contact Over Time And Space

K.C. Caley’s #writephoto. Well.

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a path amongst some foliage leading to a pyramid-shaped building.

Well – Image by KL Caley

After last week’s double jump, the second unplanned and to an alternative reality and a run in with the talking Swans Morgarna is back to earth with a bang. There is trouble with the Anomaly and she and Merlin must sort that out. After the quickest of turnrounds Morgarna is off again. Well it doesn’t take long for our girl Morgs to be in the thick of danger again!


The silence of the lab was shattered by a loud thud as Morgana landed on the floor a stream of angry expletives pouring from her deceivingly innocent looking mouth!
“Who , what when?” A startled Merlin asked… looking around from the experiment he was conducting. Morgarna filled him in on her jump before last not bringing her home but into an alternative reality where all creatures spoke and humans didn’t and were definitely not in charge. Merlin was quite interested until she mentioned a swan named Geoff with very definite opinions on her habbits. “No, Morgarna I’m not swallowing that you’re taking the Mick?”
“I’m not” Morgana replied “I was bloody there you weren’t “
Merlin could see she was not in the best of moods so backed off and poured her a Bacardi and Coke and handed it to her as she lit a cigarette. “I’ll run you a bath Morgs you wiff a tad then I will prepare a meal…” Morgarna interrupted him mid sentence “You’d smell if you’d been through what I have. Soaked and cold! … I’ll run my own bath and let’s have Mexican tonight I need warming up! “
Snatching her drink out of Merlin’s hand she headed off to the bathroom leaving a trail of smoke rings behind her!


The next morning over breakfast Merlin and Morgarna discussed the fact that the anomaly had gone rogue a few times in a year whereas in several hundred previous years no jump had ever been off the scale?
“It makes me think, Morges that something is messing with us and for now it’s very random but we honestly don’t want it to get any worse do we?”
“Certainly not these double jumps are exhausting and that last one was really odd. Any ideas about what’s causing the rogue jumps.”
Morgarna stretched and lit a cigar
.. Merlin pulled a face and said, “where did you get that from” Morgarna winked and replied “I liberated a box from Sir Percival Devereau, he’s not going to need them in prison, is he? “
Merlin stood up and opened the window letting in some fresh air and smoke out!
Turning to face Morgana he continued, “there have been some unusual blips on the computer though I have not payed much attention to them but last night I sat up and collated them all and this is what I found! Pulling up the screen on his tablet Merlin showed Morgarna a a wooded area , look closer can you see those purple ripples, well I followed them and they are, always there on the occasions of rogue jumps right there!”.
Morgarna joined Merlin to look at the screen and sure enough there were purple ripples exactly where the rouge jumps occurred.
“Where is this place Merls?” Morgarna asked “and when are we going to investigate?”
“It’s up north Hun, but it’s not we it is just you I need to be here keeping things going. “
“Yet right of course you do and it is always me doing the donkey work!” Snapped Morgarna her cigar firmly clamped in her teeth! “
“You can take my beema” Merlin said dangling the keys in front of her.
“I’ve packed your bag for you” he added quietly.
Snatching her bag and keys Morgarna set off trailing a strange mixture of Paloma Picasso and Havanna cigar as she went. Her long black cloak and black Doc Martin’s looking fetching and aggressive at the same time.


As she drove off Merlin called after her “no smoking in the car” regretting the words the second they left his mouth.
Morgarna’s eyes flashed and she smiled as she shouted, “Oops! Sorry as she stubbed her cigar out on the pristine dashboard, waving through the sun roof she sped off.
“Oh! ouch” winched Merlin, “I’d would have been better off saying nothing!” He turned on his heels and went back into the lab to take a pill …. He had a migraine coming on!

Morgarna sped along windows open Sam Ryder blaring out breaking every speed camera as she passed!


It was about 5pm when the special satnav Merlin had designed for her, brought her to a quiet carpark in the middle of nowhere. Getting out of the car Morgarna lit a cigarette and got her stuff together.

Well – Image by KL Caley.

After half an hour’s walk through a little wood she found a path amongst some foliage leading to a pyramid-shaped building.
A stone building with a pyramid type roof that had a strange gleam to it. Quietly she approached the doorway and entered the building, she stubbed her cigarette out just before entering. Once inside it became clear that this was a covered well.
As her eyes ajusted to the dark she heard a door behind her open. The warm air and hum of computers and mechinary grew loud . Morgarna swung round to come face to face with a tall dark figure . “At last, one of you came…..”


THIS IS PART OF K.C.Caley’s#writephoto.

K.L. Caley’s #writephoto.Family.

Things have not gone as they should of on Morgarna’s latest jump and she has landed in an alternative reality.

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For visually challenged writersthe image shows two large swans and 3 smaller swans all swimming together.

Family – Image by KL Caley

Splash! to Morgarna’s dismay she had landed in a lake? No, not again she thought that bloody Merlin is taking the piss! ….. “Hang on!” , she said out loud “I am on my way back not out, not another off the scale jump I am not in the mood” she said through gritted teeth as she waded out of the lake, soaking wet and hopping mad!


A few minutes later she was sitting on the bank drying her feet in the sun , her dress was hanging on a bush. Her temper was short so she dried her cloak and bra and pants by magic..”sod Merlin’s rules he is not here” she announced to a near by family of Swans. Rummaging in her bag she found her cigarettes and lighter and a bottle of Percival’s best Brandy that she had helped herself to whilst in the Library! “Thank goodness this bag is totally waterproof!” She again announced to nobody in particular, she lit her cigarette and had a couple of healthy swigs of Brandy. When she was interrupted by a voice, “Those things will kill you, and that brandy will not solve anything either” it was the male swan, and he was looking straight at her with a stern expression on his face.
Morgarna looked around then back to the swan.”Er, was that you” she asked a tad taken back.
“Indeed it was madam” replied the swan, bending his neck to get better look at her.
“Okay, my name is Morgarna and where I come from most animals don’t talk ….. Even to me” with that she took another slug of brandy.
The swan moved out of the cloud of Morgarna’s smoke and introduced himself.
“Well Morgarna my name is Geoff and where we live, here, humans don’t talk ! “
“Shut up” said Morgarna, “humans don’t talk?…. Well I do”
Geoff suddenly hissed, “That’s no way to speak to me young woman infact I can’t imagine how you are talking at all! “
“Well Geoff all I can say is I am immortal and I am several hundred years old ….so less of the young, Mr Swan !”
Just then there was an horrendous clamouring of voices as a gaggle of Canadian geese arrived! They were all talking at once and it was ear splitting.
Geoff leaned in to Morgarna and whispered in her ear, “I’d keep stum if I were you this lot can be real trouble.”


“Hey Geoff ” it was his wife , the two children and the dog arriving! “What are you doing with that human, for goodness sake I hope you are not feeding it! “
Morgarna opened her mouth but Geoff flashed her a sharp look and she shut it!
“No dear, but I don’t think it is very well it seems very confused. ” “Yes it’s eyes are a little wild and its mouth seems stuck open…. Is it drunk? “
Then Geoff’s wife spotted her friends Jemima and Darlene arriving with the other geese.
Dog was now out of the water and sniffing round Morgarna and pecking at her arms and legs. It was all getting a bit too much for Morgana and eventually Morgarna exploded.
“Geoff get your bloody dog off me! “

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There was silence , absolute silence. The geese, the swans and a passing family of Mallards that were swimming by all stopped and looked at her.
Then as one they all spoke. “It spoke, the human spoke!! ” All the beady eyed birds turned and stared at Morgarna. Geoff was looking at Morgarna pleading with her not to say a word.
The Geese were all staring, prodding and poking at Morgarna and making cutsy noises at her, “come one little one say something” “Ah coochy coochy coo” “who is a sweetheart”.
Fit to burst Morgarna gritted her teeth!
Just as she got to the point where her brain was full of expletives she spotted the anomally above a weeping willow opposite.
“Gathering all her stuff up she jumped …all the birds screamed and a few groups of timid humans on the opposite bank watched opened mouthed as Morgarna disappeared into the Anomaly her words trailing behind her… ” Get the F##k out of my face”. She was gone leaving a stunned audience!

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K. L. Caley #WRITEPHOTO – Den and Door.

Hi everyone Morgarna and Merlin went AWOL last week but to make up for that they have given me a twofaone episode!

This is part of K.L.Caleys #writephoto.

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a sign in the foreground with the words ‘Den Building’ on it. In the background is a den made of leaves and branches.

Den – Image by KL Caley.

Morgarna wrapped her cloak tightly around her body to protect herself against the evening chill. Stopping she lit a cigarette while she collected her thoughts.
Looking through the bushes she could see what looked like a child’s den. Carefully and as quietly she could she approached the den. She was still acutely aware that she was not alone.
Suddenly she felt someone or something touch her cloak. Spinning round she came face to face with a young lad of about fifteen.
“What are you doing creeping around my home” he asked in a refined accent that really belied his attire “
“Well ” Morgarna replied “I actually have business with your parents young man, are they at home ?”
The young man shrugged his shoulders “if you mean are they in the den then yes they are.”
Putting out her cigarette and offering the lad her hand she Introduced herself as Morgarna Le Fey.”
After shaking hands they both entered the den.


Morgarna was pleasantly surprised by the interior of the den, it was surprisingly cosy. With a couple of chairs a table and some bedding to one side.
There were three other children one a babe in arms held tightly by a nervous looking woman who was obviously not used to living like this! Her husband too was regarding Morgarna with caution.
“Mr and Mrs Devereau how are you l am Morgarna and I am here to help you.” Finishing with a smile that she hoped would put everyone at ease.
“Please madam, come in and take a seat. Though how you can help us I fail to see.” replied Mr Devereau with a frown. Turning to the young lad he said, “William, fetch us some water and let’s have some tea.’
William, turned on his heels and picking up a bucket left the den.


Morgarna open her bag and got her notes out. ” I see , Mr and Mrs Devereau that you have been thrown out of your home by uncle Percival who has taken command of your money and all your buisness affairs and thrown you both out penniless. This cannot be allowed to happen as one of your children, and I cannot say who, has an important part to play in history. ” Raising a hand to silence Mr and Mrs Devereau, she continued. ” So I need to know as much as I can about your house and your current situation then I can set about righting recent events.


The next morning Morgarna and William approached Oldstoke House. “Well this is a very impressive house ” Morgarna said as they approached the the rear entrance through the kitchen gardens.
Just as they reached the servants entrance Morgana noticed the ice house just off to the left. It was a round building, large and made of hewn stone, giving the appearance of a castle turret.

Door – Image by KL Caley. For visually challenged writersthe image shows a grey wooden traditional door set amongst some stone walls.

Catching William by the arm she asked him, “Wills, can I call you Wills?” William nodded and smiled. “Is there, by any chance a tunnel from the ice house to the Main House.”
William, smiled and nodded , “Father always said there was apparently it’s been there since the days of the Round Heads and Chaviliers civil war! and it’s connected to a priest hole in the Library. The thing is Morgarna I don’t know where the entrance to the tunnel is in there ” William’s face crumpled with concern.
“Don’t you worry about that Wills I will be able to find it, no worries and as for the house I have the plans of that on my mobile….I mean in my instructions” She said smiling at William then as if she had a sudden thought she added. “Do you know where the key to the ice house is Wills?”
Smiling broadly William nodded , “Yes I do, there is a spare on top of the door lintel , cook is always leaving hers hanging up in the kitchen!”
Excellent thought Morgarna, “Now you get back to your parents Wills, I can manage from here! We will soon have things back how they should be!

As William headed back to the woods and the den, Morgarna lit a cigarette and had a couple of sluggs of Bacardi and coke from her flask. I think I will just have a few minutes in the sun before I begin the task in hand.


Cigarette finished Morgana reached her arm up to the top of the lintel and found the key. She opened the door replaced the key and went in.

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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K.L.Caley’s #WRITEPHOTO – Kites

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a pavilion with people flying kites around it.

Kites – Image by KL Caley

THIS IS PART OF K.L.Caley’s #WRITEPHOTO – Kites.

This week Morgarna and Merlin have a seriously ill Morgause to deal with, will they get help from Vivianne, the Lady of the Lake? Let’s see how they get on.

Photo by Brady Knoll on Pexels.com

Morgarna looked at Morgause as she lay wrapped in Merlin’s cloak on a bed of furs. ….”What the hell are playing at Mers why have you bought her here, surely she’d be better off at the lab? “
Merlin raised a hand to silence her, ” She just fell deeper in to this coma, I did everything I knew, modern science, medicine and ancient magic nothing works, nothing! “
Morgarna reached out and touched Morgause’s forehead it was stone cold and so pale.
“But why here, why Avalon? Are you hoping your old flame will resurface and help you “
“No you look ” it was the voice of a woman, it was Vivianne. Morgarna stood back as the Lady of the lake approached.


Morgarna was sitting outside the arrival of Vivianne had really shocked her as had the transformation of the ruins back to their former glory of the days of Avalon.
She was smoking a cigarette and drinking the last of her emergency supply of Bacardy and Coke.
Never thought we’d see her again she mused to herself, then she jumped as she heard Merlin’s voice in her head … “Shut up Morgana, shut up!”
It was twilight and the mainland had disappeared and sitting out by the entrance to the castle Morgarna felt alone swimming in time and space …to her surprise she was afraid….What if Morgause died?…. No , no she was immortal, what if she never woke up? What if Vivianne bewitched Merlin again and he deserted her….what if?
As she lit another cigarette Vivianne appeared at her side. “So many what ifs Morgarna, your’ll give yourself a headache thinking like that! “
Morgarna look at Vivianne, most senior of sorceresses, an original, older and more black than herself. She was so beautiful, with her blonde hair, eyes of Lapis Lazuli and willowy figure all who looked upon her were bewitched.
“But not you child, nor Merlin for that matter for you are both almost my equals”
“It’s rude to read my mind” Morgana pouted, “it’s not on!”
“Well don’t make it so easy! Child come we have work to do”.
Morgarna put out her cigarette with her heel and the two women went back inside the castle. “I see you still have more bad habits than good” Vivianne’s voice echoed inside Morgarna’s head.


The three sorcerers worked all night making a potion, Vivianne very much in charge but to Morgarna’s surprise she was much kinder than she remembered.
Finally after three days of preparation, days in which Morgarna had tended to her sister and had not left her side to eat or sleep , Vivianne announced that the treatment was ready.
Taking a goblet full of the liquid from her cauldron she flicked it around the room. The droplets were like shooting stars, they lit the room in gold, silver and red. They hissed and sparkled and they all joined as a crown around Morgause’s head.
Vivienne then poured the rest of the liquid in to Morgause’s mouth. Her whole body changed colour and she shook from head to foot.
Then Morgause’s body rose above their heads and spun violently gaining speed until she was just a blur.
“Now” screamed Vivianne to Morgarna, who opened a large black box with a white pentangle drawn on all sides. ‘Get ready to catch her Merlin your’ll need magic the speed she’s moving at.’
Morgause’s mouth opened and a high pitched scream came from deep inside her. It got louder and louder until it was ear splitting.
Then there was a blinding flash and out of Morgause’s mouth flew six screaming shadows, Morgarna held the box up and after much fighting finally they were all were caught and Morgarna slammed the lid reciting an ancient sealing spell.
As soon as the shadows were sealed in the box Merlin started to chant a spell and threw a net of stars at Morgause , gently he slowed her down and then he reeled her in.


For the next three days Morgause slept but now she slept real healing sleep not the evil undead coma the that the shadows had held her in .
Finally she awoke and it was decided that she would stay with Vivianne in Avalon for a while to recover.
That evening all four of them boarded Vivianne’s boat and as the moon rose they sailed out to the middle of the lake. Merlin hurled the box into the lake, immediately Excalibur leaped out of the lake and into Vivianne’s hands, she waved it around invoking the powers for good to keep the shadows of evil, prisoners for eternity.


As the boat made its way back to Avalon the Anomaly appeared in the sky… “Looks like it your time to go ” said Morgause, “Indeed it is” said Vivianne.
And so Merlin and Morgarna jumped!.


It was early dawn as they stood in the park near their lab. They looked up the hill towards the pavilion on top of the hill, they were both exhausted and greatful to be just a five minute walk from home. “Will she be okay ” asked Morgarna. “Of course with the lady of the lake caring for her she will be fine.”
“I guess” Morgause replied.
Then Merlin froze, “Shit, Morgs are those more shadows” looking up the hill to the shilouette of the pavilion.

Kites – Image by KL Caley

“No babes it just three guys flying kites! Come on babes I need a fry up and your on kitchen duties ” said Morgarna lighting a cigarette and heading for home !

K.L..CALEY’S #WRITEPHOTO Distance.

Our picture prompt this week from K.L. Caley this for #writephoto is discribe here “visually challenged writers, the image shows an island across a stretch of water. Upon which you can see some ruins and a white lighthouse.” The photo is lower down.

Morgarna is still dealing with the shadows with the help of Tom and the fairies while Merlin is battling to save Morgause’s life …he needs the help of an old flame.

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The Morning found Morgarna and Tom wrapped around eachother exhausted after a night of passion. Morgarna woke with a start, quietly she walked to the window and watched the forest coming to life. Looking at Tom she thought to herself it’s been six hundred years since Merlin had warned him off and yet it only seemed like yesterday. A shiver ran down her spine. No she thought I can’t start remembering we have to fix those shadows.


Later that day Morgarna dressed in her woodland dress headed back to the house, secreted about her dress and in her hair were all the woodland folk. “I know, now how a flea ridden dog feels! Will you guys quit tickling me ….Keep still!!” Morgarna ended on a shout, looking around she apologised to several visitors for making them jump. They just smiled blindly and carried on. Morgarna could see plenty of shadows milling around.

Dress – Image by KL Caley


“Are you guys sure the shadows can’t see you?” she whispered, “Of course we are we’ve had plenty of dealings with these spirits we know exactly how to deal with them ! ” Tom sounded really confident, peeping out of her floral bodice, ” by the way” he grinned do you want me to stop “tickling” you too?” “Yes” replied Morgarna, “especially you it’s hard enough to concentrate without you making it harder” . Tom raised his eyebrows and said “I have no idea what you mean!”


Once inside the house and leading.a group of enslaved tourists around Morgarna took them up to the crown exhibition was… The buzzing was ringing in her ears giving her a headache. The tourist though we’re totally unaware of the sound. Morgarna dug her nails into her palms to help her concentrate and reeled off the speel she had learn off heart.

Crown – Image by KL Caley.

As she neared the crown Tom and three other male fairies jumped out of her dress and the lifted the crown. They all worked a spell which made the crown disappear, the cessation of the buzzing woke the humans up. They saw the shadows, outside every shadow from every part of the area was converging on the castle.


Things looked nasty , the shadows were getting very threatening and the humans looked confused and very frightened.
Several other fairies flew out of Morgarna dress and the surrounded every group of shadows in the area.
These fairies had sparkling swords with which they slit the thin barrier that keeps the living and the undead separated.
Immediately all the undead were sucked though the slits to the other side. Once in the undead souls on the other side , cut another rift into which the evil undead were also drawn!
Finally after what seemed like an eternity of weeping and wailing the rifts on both sides were sealed.
The fairies were busily sewing the rifts with magic thread.


Immediately all rifts were sealed the faires made off to the woods and their privacy. Morgarna had to act quickly, there was a whole town of traumatized and hysterical humans. Searching in her bag she found the parchment Merlin had given her. Clearing her throat she read out the spell. Slowly things returned to normal, people were calming down and being reunited with the young people and children who the shadows had previously killed and dvoured. As the spell worked Morgarna wove on a memory loss spell to erase all their memories of shadows and death from the the last week..


Later Morgarna and Tom stood in the fairy ring “Is that a seasonal dress Morgarna” Tom asked, “It is” Morgarna replied with a smile, just as Tom waived his hand to change the season the Anomaly appeared in front of them and try as as she might she could not resist it.
As she disappeared she could hear Tom shout “Until next time …”

Distance – Image by KL Caley

Morgarna came down with a bump, wet and cold and very annoyed at not having more time with Tom.
Taking in her surroundings she was on a island a short distance from the mainland, there was a lighthouse at one end and the ruins of a castle at the other.
Morgarna looked down and saw the scrivelled remains of her dress laying at her feet. …Tom’s spell had worked and there was no mistaking what his plans had been.
She heaved a longing sigh, then shivered she was freezing standing there in only her Doc Martin’s.
Delving into her bag she pulled out her black dress and cloak. Thanking goodness for the presence of mind that had made her pack it.


Entering the castle ruins she suddenly knew exactly where she was… Avalon. Someone was approaching, she held her breath until she saw it was Merlin.
“You bastard Merlin I ..” The look on Merlin’s face silenced her.
“Not now Morgarna, it’s Morgause I need your help and we need the the help of Vivianne. …… The words died on Morgarna’s lips.

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.

K.L. Caley’s #WRITEPHOTO – Dress.

The next chapter in The 3 Ms adventure. For K.L.Caley’s #writephoto

The woosh stopped right outside the door, Morgarna lifted her left hand and whispered some strange words making Morgause disappear. Then she took two more drags on her cigarette before stamping it out on the floor. She stood facing the door as the shadows rushed in and surrounded her.


Morgarna could feel their hands reaching inside of her and she could hear everyone of their murderous thoughts…… Suddenly she felt so chilled and oddly light headed , she could feel herself drifting out of conciseness. Just as she decided all was lost and that all her magic had deserted her she felt two familure hands around her chest pulling her backwards.


As her eyes became accustomed to the light after the dark of the celler she made out Merlin in the corner gentle pouring a potion down Morgause’s throat.
“Is she okay” she asked quietly, taking in her surroundings she realised they were back at the lab.
“Yup ” replied Merlin ” it looks like I got you both out just in time, thanks to you using the panic button just in time!”
Morgarna shivered “I am so cold those shadows had their hands right inside me and their thoughts invaded my head, I was slipping Merls honest I was! ” Morgarna held on to the worktop feeling weak.
“Drink this” snapped Merlin pushing a cup towards her.
Morgarna grabbed it and took a couple of long swiggs of the steaming liquid. ” Is this what your giving Morgause?” She asked feeling the warmth flowing through her veins.
Merlin laughed, ” I am not wasting good potion on you , no it is black coffee laced with brandy and cream”


Later while Morgause slept peacefully , Merlin and Morgarna sat in the kitchen eating curry they discussed their next move. Tearing of some naan bread Merlin said, ” I am sorry Morgs Hun , I had no idea what I was sending you into the instructions simply said… Trouble at Barnard Castle , run on eye tests and lots of shadows? “
Morgarna took a sip of her wine, ” I see so really there was no sense in that, that things were lethal? … Is Margause going to be okay, it was touch and go back there. “
“It was and is, Morgause is going to take a while to come round let alone recover. I should never of let her join you she is still a medieval sourceress at heart. I really put her in danger….. And you of course” Merlin added the last bit when he saw the look on Morgarna’s face.
Putting down her knife, to Merlin’s relief, Morgarna half smiled. “It’s okay I know how she can wrap anyone round her finger and she can get you to do anything she wants” putting up her hand to silence Merlin who was about to defend himself she continued. “Yes she is a total anathema, we have had centuries to adapt where as she just Jumped impulsively into our time line before I could stop her! “
” But she is a danger to herself and us ” they both said together.


After they had eaten they sat up long into the night working on their laptops and several magic books until at 5am Merlin shouted “Morgs here I have found it , in this book of spells believe it or not!”
Morgarna wandered across, ” Well what’s the plan then? “
“I think the best thing is you go back to the day you arrived but this time you’ll set down in the castle. Before Morgause joined you.” “Tell me Merlin” Morgarna interrupted, “why did Morgarna arrive as a crab ??”
Taking a deep breath Merlin ignored her and continued, this is the plan” he said handing her, her phone, and guess what Morgs you’ll be wearing this!

Dress – Image by KL Caley

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a traditional ballgown made of leaves and foliage.

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