K.L.Caley’s#writepoto. The Visitor.

This week things are taking a turn for Morgan.

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a small squirrel nibbling something whilst sitting on a fence panel

Visitor – Image by KL Caley.

Back in the here and now a young PCSO was struggling with the traffic in the high street, the abandoned tractor blocking the road. Tempers were rising and he was getting hot under the collar! Just as he was beginning to think he was going to get beaten up by one of the irate motorists a police car arrived on the scene. Thank you, God thought the PCSO the chavalry has arrived.
“Right Jim stop that traffic behind you and tell them to shut up now!” Shouted the sergeant as he got out of the squad car. “Graham get that lot behind to all back up and move to the right! “
“Sir” replied Graham.
“Right Mr Jones ” continued the sergeant, “if you could move your tractor we can all get back to normal”


The noise from the high street filtered into the cemetery. As dusk fell and the traffic noise faded the residents of the cemetery were being disturbed by Bill who was the entity.
“I want to know where Merlin is and I am getting annoyed now!…I also want to see Annette, Annette where are you! “
Things were getting nasty , Bill was so angry he was picking up grave stones and throwing them at the church door and hurling flowers around.
Suddenly the church door opened and Annette stood in a halo of light from within the chapel. She looked at the young lad in front of her and tutted…..”You must be incredibly ugly” she said, “that you have to keep stealing bodies to get about”
“I have no form , I am not temporal and you know that. Anyway we are not here to discuss me, I want to know where Merlin is”

“He is not here he returned to my time to find Morgarna and my John.”
The Entity thought for while and then suddenly realised he must of gone forward as Merlin had travelled back.


The meal had gone without a hitch and Merlin and Gail had been careful not to eat or drink too much. Merlin read a few minds and especially Annette’s father who he found to be an utterly bad sort with no thoughts of anyone but himself , not even his recently murdered daughter.
Merlin looked across to Gail and spoke telepathically, ” I have scanned the whole castle both mentally and with the E.R. and there is definitely no entity here!”
“Then we need to get Morgarna and John out while we can … Morgarna must be really disoriented with her powers missing”
“My thoughts too, Gail, we will make our excuses and get moving!”
As one Merlin and Gail stood up. Lord
Harry looked up and asked, ” What! Leaving so soon Lord Morten?”
“Merlin smiled, yes my Lord, we have been traveling all day and most of the evening. We must leave early tomorrow as we have to get to Warrwick ….”
” I’ll have your servants alerted then”
“No need ” Merlin waved his hand to silence Gail, who was about to speak”
“We travelled on our own Sir Harry so as not to draw attention to ourselves”
Lord Harry was about to question that but again Merlin raised an eyebrow and Lord Harry’s doubt disappeared.
As they left the big hall a page stepped forward to lead them to their rooms.
As soon as they were in a hallway on their own Meriln turned to the page and said thank you. We are safely in our rooms and there we will remain all night. “
The boy smiled and carried on to where he was taking Merlin and Gail and happily sat down outside the door.


“This way Gail” Merlin called to Gail , “We need to go down and get John first, I don’t think Morgarna is up for running up and down stairs right now …”
So down they went the steep winding step getting damper and more slippery as they descended.
“I hope we don’t meet anyone on these stairs Merlin , I am rather scared as it is. “
“Don’t worry Gail I have it all in hand, just stick close behind me”


At the bottom of the steps Merlin took a flaming torch from a wall holder and led the way past the Gaurds room where the two encumbants sat snoring the room lit from the brazier. The keys to the dungeon had fallen on the floor and Merlin crept in and retrieved them!
They found John in the deepest darkest dungeon, there were two other poor souls who they found on the way.. they set them free too!
As they entered the cell Gail was first to speak.
” Hello John, we are Morgarna’s friends we’ve come to recuce you and Morgarna and see if we can set things right. …Can you walk? “
“Aye miss I can but they took Morgarna away and I don’t know where she is!”
“No need to worry , we do. Now things will get very strange for you so just go with the flow and trust us …we are on your side.”


So after getting John the three of them made their way up to the garret. They met three guards who they knocked unconscious and then they had an encounter with six servants, Merlin used magic on them!
Finally they reached the garret where Morgarna lay, wet filthy and talking in her sleep to a Chrustina?
Gail was visibly shocked . Merlin reached into his cloak and pulled out what looked like an iPad… He dialed up the anomaly, “Right John I need you trust us! Do exactly what I tell you and believe in us! Gail grab my arm, John hold Gail’s hand…. whatever you do, do not let go! “
The Anomaly appeared and Merlin picked up Morgarna…”jump” he shouted!
John screamed as they all jumped through the garret tower window and through the Anomaly!


Visitor – Image by KL Caley

As all four of them landed in the back garden of their house a small squirrel nibbling something whilst sitting on a fence panel fell flat on its back on shock! …..

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

K.L.Caley’s#writephoto: Woodland.

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a shallow stony river meandering through some woodland.

Woodland – Image by KL Caley.

They had stopped on the way home and had a good meal and several Bacardi and Coke’s . Gail had been driving and Morgarna was impressed that she’d learned to do so, so quickly.
It was late when they got back to the house and as Gail was locking the car she felt a presence. “Merlin is that you” she asked into the darkness as she felt a shiver down her spine. Pressing the button on the keyfob Gail grabbed her bag and ran through the front door!
“What’s going on” asked Merlin looking up from making coffee, “you just ran through the door without opening it Gail. It’s not a good look when you’re trying to be human? “
“What? Err, well yes but there’s something out there Merlin and it touched me” Gail answered visibly shaken.
Just then an alarm went off in the large hallway.
“What’s the darn racket Merls I am trying to have a relaxing soak!”
Shouted an irritated Morgarna from upstairs..
” It’s the new entity alarm I installed while you were away…..and its obviously working.” Merlin replied.
Morgarna stood up and heard a sharp intake of breath. Quickly she grabbed a large towel and wrapped herself in it. “Okay she said you may as well reveal yourself now as I know you are here, I heard you!”
Slowly the stream in the bathroom gathered together forming the shape of a young man…a good looking young man … covering his eyes!


Sitting in the kitchen Gail was chatting to the lad, he had been rather taken with her.
“So what made you follow us from the cemetery in Darlington? ” Gail asked.
“I just was drawn to you well all of you especially that braison one who exposed herself to me!”
“Hang on laddy ” Morgarna said as she entered the kitchen….” You actually snook into my bathroom , I didn’t invite you in!” ….. though she thought to herself I wouldn’t kick you out of bed and smiled to herself.
Merlin walked in and in a loud voice announced ” Let’s all be kind and try some of the cake Gail made earlier and then.. what’s your name lad? “John…. sir”
“Right John what is the story?”


The mood in the kitchen had become much more relaxed after everyone had, had a slice of Gail’s cake. Full of Gail’s special ingredient!
“Right John what are you doing here? Asked Morgarna, ” I assume it not just to snoop on me in the bath or brush pass our Gail here? ‘
John looked Morgarna in the eye, “no mam but it was Gail and Merlin’s conversation about ghosts and time travel that made me hope , then you arrived from nowhere and I knew I had to ask for help.”
“What do you mean” asked Merlin looking curious
“Well ” replied John. “Three hundred years ago the love of my life was cruelly snatched from me.
We were so in love but Annette was the daughter of the Lord and I was just the blacksmith’s son. Fate was against us from the start, then we found out her father had promised her hand in marriage to Sir Hugo a rich and landed knight from the next county. We decided to run away and get married, we arranged to meet in the woods by the stream. When I got there I found her waiting for me. She had her back to me so I crept up to her and kissed the back of her head.” At this point John put his head in his hands and tears fell from his eyes.
Taking a deep breath he continued. ” Suddenly she slumped back into my arms, she was covered in blood. Her throat was cut , I was so shocked I couldn’t move. …. They found me in the morning sitting by the stream with my love in my arms dead. They took me away and threw me into the cells, next I knew it had been decided that I had killed her, I never had a trial, I never got to tell anyone of my innocence! I was dragged out to the centre of the village and in front of my family and the whole village I was branded with the sign of the devil and then hung.”
“Oh! No John that’s so unfair !” said Gail her eyes wide.
“I get it” said Merlin “you’d like to know what happened “
Yes Meriln I would so when I saw two sourcerers and a Ghost I knew I had to follow you and ask for help.”
Merlin got up and went through to their library and got out his old magic and history books, he also turned on his laptop!
“Morgarna and I will start now, and hopefully John we should be able to see what we can find out what happened”
“And if we can find you some closure” added Morgarna.”



Early the next morning Morgarna and John saw the Anomaly above the patio in the back garden. They both jumped together and landed by shallow stony river meandering through some woodland.

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

K.L. Caley’s #writephoto: Slit.

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When we left Morgarna and Merlin on a strange alien planet in another galaxy…Morgarna was not best pleased to be a frog.. if that was not bad enough things are just about to get worse for her!

Slit – Image by KL Caley

For visually challenged writersthe image shows an ancient window slit beyond which you can see water and trees.

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Morgarna woke with a start she was alone and it was dark. “Merlin , where are you …shit Merls stop messing around where are you? ” She was just about to curse the fact that frogs don’t smoke when she realised she was no longer a frog, she had arms, legs and a body and her bag.”What the hell’s going on now?” she thought as she reached for her bag and her cigarettes and lighter.
As she lit her cigarette the light from her lighter illuminated stone floors and walls, she recognised immediately she was in a castle, cold damp but nevertheless homely to a scouceress. Who’s castle and when or even where she was. She was herself, not a frog…no Merlin ? No poor sod he was still a frog on some far flung planet in some distant galaxy.. facing who knows what problems…..as she smoked her cigarette she felt a pang of worry for him. She quickly dismissed that with a drink from her trusty bag!


While Morgarna was familiarising herself with the Castle Merlin in a Marshy pond slept soundly the sleep of one who did not yet know the true gravity of his situation.


Slit – Image by KL Caley.

Morgan could see a slit of light at the far end of the passage, it was an arrow slit, she was drawn towards it. Approaching it carefully she looked out carefully….she didn’t fancy an arrow in the eye, well no one would , would they.
The scenery looked familiar “Northumberland” she thought to herself and my goodness, way, way back in time. Well it all looks quiet out there I best go out and see what’s happening. This can’t be anything to do with Leonardo we sorted him out so what’s going on?
Slipping a spell of invisibility about herself Morgarna passed all the servants and the guards as she headed down the steps and passed through the kitchen, helping herself to some cold swan as she passed a plate full on table near the back door.
“Humm this is good” she thought to herself, looking at the surroundings she guessed she was probably near the coast and looking at the dress and accent’s of the servants she was here before these parts were owned by any English king. No these folk were Anglo Saxon but not English.


Morgarna followed the path down to the beach and looked out to the horizon, she wrapped her cloak around herself as there was a keen wind coming up from the sea. As she watched the horizon she saw five very distinct forms appear, Long ships gliding through the waves their strippy sails caught in full wind, they looked menacing! “Vikings” she said to herself ….her words were carried on the wind, sadly no heard them.
There was no one else on the beach, Morgarna stood there trying to pinpoint where she then it came to her in a flash….this was the year 993 and these Vikings were victors no more no less and this was Banburgh Castle. ….why was she here? There was no point, the history was written in stone. So nothing to correct and no wrongs to right” This was the location of a Celtic Brittonic fort known as Din Guarie and may have been the capital of the kingdom of Bernicia from its foundation in c. 420 to 547. After passing between the Britons and the Anglo-Saxons three times, the fort came under Anglo-Saxon control in 590. The fort was destroyed by Vikings in 993, and the Normans later built a new castle on the site, which forms the core of the one that stands the waves of time. After a revolt in 1095 supported by the castle’s owner, it became the property of the English monarch…… But why was she here?She’d not jumped she’d been with Merlin in the body of a frog on a planet in another galaxy.
As the Viking long boats dr

ew up on the shore and the men lined up as their battle plans were drawn.


Morgarna lit a cigarette and watched then something strange happened her invisiblity just fell away and she was revealed.. smoking a cigarette and scratching her head. Slowly she started to back away when the first cries of” woman” went up she turned and tried to run. Her Doc Martin’s wore her down her cloak tripped her and she fell. Try as she might she could not get up, nor could she fly or fight she could not move she reached for her bag it was gone, she tried to flick her wrist and conjure up a sword nothing happened…..
Hot breath and hands were all over, she screamed “Merlin, help me” but no answer came , “Get off me” she thrashed about trying to escape… All in vain… frantically she thought “no, no I will not die here, helpless like this” but… Nothing worked. Then there was a large flash of light , she was wet and slimy all over…a pair of hands were shaking here she felt small and naked she aimed a punch and hit someone in the neverregions!
“Och!” Scream the toad, “Why did you do that l was only trying to wake you, you were dreaming”
It was Merlin..a very shocked and winded Merlin.


As the seven suns rose over the watery planet Morgarna and Merlin set off to find out what was happening and how earth was connected.. Merlin complaining she had comprised his manhood in a very high pitched voice! Morgarna said it served him right but she did feel a tad responsible…but that would not last. She was just relieved the Viking attack had just been a bad dream.

THIS IS PART OF K.L.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!

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

K.L.Caley’s #WRITEPHOTO – Descend

Today is Thursday and it’s time for K.L.s #writephoto. Last week we left Morgarna and Morgause in danger….and somehow I don’t think that they are out of it yet!

Morgarna’s breath caught in her throat, she felt a cold hand on her shoulder. To her horror Morgause was surrounded by six shadows all of them with their hands deep inside her body.
“Explain who you are or this being dies” The voice was coming from inside her head rather than through her ears. Telepathic she thought to herself. “Yes” replied the voice, “and only the truth will do.”
Searching the faces of the shadows Morgarna made contact with the owner of the thoughts.
“I am Morgan Le Fay , and you hold my kinswoman Morgause we are sourceresses , immortals and we travel time”
The shadow looked shocked and signaled to its kind to release Morgause, which they did. Morgause let out a scream and fell to the floor.
“You have magic powers?” The leader spoke. “Indeed I do” replied Morgarna, “and so does my sister there but I hold more powers than she “
Morgarna crossed the floor and retrieved the crown from the prone Morgause and put it back on the window ledge.
The buzzing began again and all the humans went back into their dreamy happy trance.
The shadows looked at Morgarna they were unsure as to how strong her powers were. Then all at once they rushed towards her screaming! Taking a half step back Morgarna held her hand up and said a stopping spell…..her other hand, hid behind her back had all her fingers firmly crossed.
The shadows were held mid air silent, eyes staring and mouths wide open. Sensing there were more shadows approaching Morgarna, pulled a bottle of water out of her bag and poured it unceremonially over Morgause’s face.
“What ? Argh! What are you doing …” Morgause complained bitterly but Morgarna had no time for this, she grabbed her sister and dragged her towards the doors and stairs towards the nearest exit. Not an easy job now that deleriously happy humans were all just milling around.


Outside in the gardens Morgause started to shiver “Hang on Morgs I don’t feel too good. ” She moaned and to be fair Morgarna could see that she looked even paler and colder that normal. ” Those shadows, they had their hands inside me and now I am cold and so weak , I don’t think I can move far.”

Descend – Image by KL Caley.

For visually challenged writersthe image shows some stone steps spiralling down into a dark opening.


Looking around Morgarna felt her cool slipping into panic … something she was definitely not used to! Then she spotted some stone steps spiralling down into a dark opening. “Oh! Come on she said let’s get down there perhaps we can rest up for a bit and maybe get hold of Merls.

Slowly and carefully Morgarna helped Morgause down the steps and into a rather chilly , damp passage . The two of them followed the passage to what looked like a room of sorts , digging in her bag again she found her cloak and wrapped Morgause up in it. Then as Morgause drifted off Morgarna lit a cigarette and got her mobile out. She pressed the red button on the side and crossed her fingers that Merlin would answer her distress call soon. As she took a second drag on her cigarette she heard the woosh of shadows in the passage! ……

Welcome to the weekly #writephoto prompt!

They say the journey, not the arrival is what matters. To travel hopefully rather than to arrive.
Where does the bridge go to/come from?

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a two-arched stone bridge stretching over a river. Traffic queues at one side waiting to cross. What will Morgarna find?

Bridge – Image by KL Caley

As Morgarna landed she took in the scene. She was perched up the hill looking down toward a riverside village and stone bridge. The place looked quiet and the weather was nice.
Taking her phone from her bag she was pleased to see it was working, it was, she was five years into the future. Next she looked at her notes.
Making her way down the hill she lit a cigarette and decided to find the nearest pub.
Crossing the bridge Morgarna noticed everyone was smiling and behaving perfectly. Even the children were extremely well behaved.
Definitely something amiss here, she thought to herself…what are these people on? have I landed in Stepford!
Morgana entered the first pub she came to, it was packed inside and out. Looking around she noticed everyone was indeed happy…delerious even.
At the bar she ordered a large Shiraz and went out into the garden.
After a while she could see that among “The Smiley Happy People” she could make out some really dark shadowy figures moving around touching and whispering in people’s ears.
Two approached Morgarna one put a willowy hand on her shoulder while the other whispered in her ear. “You are happy, you are so happy everything is perfect you are calm and all is well”
As Morgarna felt the first feelings of control sink into her she discretely threw a protective spell around herself. All she had to do now was bite her tongue, smile a lot, act daft and find out who was messing with the village.
“Are you happy Morgarna, are you relaxed?” the shadows asked. Morgana smiled and rolled her eyes “Yes I am indeed I am , I think I have another glass of Shiraz.”
On her way back to the bar Morgarna noticed one of the shadows had a young woman in it arms while another was reaching in to her chest and pulling out her heart. Her friends were unmoved by this scary spectacle.
Quickly Morgarna totally ignored what was happening and returned to her table in the garden to drink her Shiraz ….she smiled and lit another cigarette and pretend she was happy and unmoved! Inside she was extremely uncomfortable, she could not help the young woman now but if she kept her calm she could help those left.

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

#WRITEPHOTO – THE RETREAT

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For visually challenged writersthe image shows a beautifully lit retreat with large windows overlooking a little pond and a decking area. Twinkling lights surround the pond.

The Retreat – Image by KL Caley.

Dinner over, Morgana sat on the sofa cigarette in one had and a Bacardi and coke in the other T.V. on , her eyes were feeling rather heavy, all that screen work she thought to herself as she drifted off.
Morgause relieved her of her drink and cigarette and covered her with the fleecy blanket she had taken out of the toy box and slipped a hot water bottle next to her to keep her cosy. Merlin looked up from the floor where he was surrounded by wrapping paper and asked. “Oh! is Morgs a tad tired give her a shove I fancy a game of charades.”
“No” relied Morgause “she’s exhausted, she had to work really hard sorting that frozen virus it took her ages” Stepping away from her sleeping sister she took a drag of the cigarette, this made her cough “goodness knows what she sees in these things” she said throwing it into the fire, she then took a large swig of the Bacardi, “That’s better” she said sitting down next to Merlin, “let’s play”.


Morgana was fast be asleep as Morgause and Merlin played charades. She was exhausted but her brain was not relaxed enough to sleep peacefully so she drifted into a dream.
She found herself standing on some decking by a pond surrounded by twinkling fairy lights. It was winter and a tad chilly, so she made her way towards what looked like a cosy lodge type building.

Inside it was warm and cosy. Morgarna curled herself up in a huge armchair by the fire. A handsome waiter asked if he could get her anything. She asked him for a hot chocolateand Brandy.

a warm cosy fire
chocolate to kill the chill
and warm the spirit.

Now Morgana fell into a deep sleep, content and happy. In her mind she was in a cosy retreat safe from any jobs Merlin might have up his sleeve or any tricks her mischievous sister might be about to play on her. This was bliss the perfect place to rest.


“Get off me ” Someone was shaking Morgana she opened her eyes expecting to see the cosy surroundings she had fallen asleep in. Instead Merlin and Morgause were looking at her.
“Come on sleepyhead you’ve had a couple of hours kip. We’re off to the pub for a lock in and you’re coming too.” Merlin smiled, “You can’t sleep all Christmas!”
“Are we going in your car” asked Margarna sleepily. “No we are not” replied Merlin “I’ve only just got it fixed after you trashed it for me!”
Reluctantly Morgana dragged her mind back to the reality she was living in at the moment, put on some lippy, lit a cigarette and said, “okay let’s get this party started! “

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

K.L. CALEY’S #writephoto. SKULLS.

#WRITEPHOTO – SKULLS

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a cardboard box full of various (animal?) skulls.

Box of Skulls
Skulls – Image by KL Caley

Merlin, was tired he had not felt this tired for decades! This cleaning up had taken a lot out of him, a spell to keep everything and everyone in the castle suspended in time, while he got the place cleaned up! …… Admittedly he was using a spell for that too but ‘ That was okay’ he’d asured himself he was not sticking to the “no unnecessary magic pact” was okay as long as Morgana was not there to witness . No not while Guinevere and Morgana were supping wine and eating Venison in a little time bubble in Guinevere’s chambers.


Morgana was absolutely amazed at how the years of separation, centuries infact, just rolled away and they were joking and laughing as if they were still living in the same time zone.
“Really Morgana you and Merlin? Working together? In the future? Really? ” Asked a wide eyed Guinevere! “I just can’t understand that at all”
“Never mind Gwen, you don’t need to, I will wipe all this knowledge from your brain before I leave.” Replied a slightly tipsy Morgana.


Merlin looked around and decided the castle was clean enough and he’d had finished. So he decided to pop up to his old rooms while his Arthurian self was still fast asleep.
His room was very much as he remembered it, full of boxes and potions and books!
“I wonder if I still have my old skulls and bones” he wondered to himself. “I kept them under my bed if I remember correctly” Merlin winced as he bent down to see under his bed !
“Yes” he shouted as he spotted the old box gathering dust.


“What’s in the box” asked Morgana as she and Merlin stood in the tunnel under the castle.
“Ah!” He beamed, “this box contains my bone and skull collection. It’s coming back with us…I think it’s going to be very useful”
“A box of old skulls” reapted A giggling Morgana.
Just then they heard raised voices and running feet coming their way.
Right on que the anomaly appeared, “here’s our ride” smiled Morgana.
Just as the guards appeared Morgana and Merlin jumped and were gone!
The first guard on the scene turned to the second and asked, ” Did you see those boots?…weird”
“Yes” replied guard number two, “I certainly did, a French make, I believe”.

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

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