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 – Lamppost.

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

Lamppost – Image by KL Caley

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

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


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


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

Lamppost – Image by KL Caley

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

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

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.

#WRITEPHOTO – STAMPS.

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a colourful collection of used stamps from various envelopes and postages

A colourful collection of used stamps from various envelopes and postages.
Stamps – Image by KL Caley.

“Hey Merlin, babes, what are these, thingy…err stamps doing in the lab. ” Morgarna called out, “Are they important or are they for the bin?”
“No they are not for the bin Morgarna, don’t touch them” a startled Merlin called back. ” I thought I’d start a collection of them especially the rare ones”
Morgarna laughed and winked at her sister and replied. ” But they are almost obsolete babes”
Merlin strode into the Lab from the kitchen, “what better time to have a rare collection when they are a rarity? “
“These are not worth much babes ” Morgause mimicked her sister.
“No those are not but they will be, plus I thought we could pick up the rare ones on our travels” replied Merlin “we could make a killing really” Merlin smiled and poured himself a coffee.
“By “We” he means me and you Morga if you hang around long enough”
Morgause thought about this and said , ” Merls might just be on to something here … Some of these stamps are worth a fortune, especially first editions, those with mistakes and some that they made a few of. When were the first stamps made. “
Merlin picked up his phone and asked it, “Google when where the first adhesive stamps made” Google replied “In May 1840 the world’s first adhesive postage stamps were distributed. With an elegant engraving of the young Queen Victoria (whose 21st birthday was celebrated that month), the Penny Black was an instant success.”
Merlin then asked who had the idea. Google replied *”Sir Rowland Hill, KCB, FRS” “Well ladies we have a plan, we could make a fortune out of this! Who’s doing the first jump?”
Morgarna and Morgause lifted their Bacardi’s and coke and as one said “You! Babes you”

*First Stamps Wiki.

THIS IS PART K.L.CALEYS #writephoto to.

K.L.Caley’s #writephoto. Pumpkin.

K.L. Caley’s #writephoto.

For visually challenged writersthe image shows an orange pumpkin in its patch.

Pumpkin in a pumpkin patch
Pumpkin – Image by KL Caley

The pair landed back in the Lab, Morgana still giggling and Merlin hanging on to his box of skulls.
“What are you going to do with those old bones Hun” Morgana asked mockingly.
” None of your business” was Merlin’s terse reply as he headed off to his room Morgarna’s laugh ringing in his ears. As he entered his room he heard the click and smelt the smoke as Morgana lit up another cigarette and poured herself a Bacardi and Coke, shutting his door he thought “she’s an alcoholic chain smoker ” shaking his head he heard her shouting back,in his head “Yes and proud of it’


After they had finished dinner Morgana waved her hand casually and the table cleared itself and the dishes put themselves into the dishwasher.
“What are you playing at” asked Merlin looking a tad surprised. “The rules were no un- necessary magic”
“Well Hun I made the rules and as it’s ‘All Hallows Eve’ I thought I would treat myself to some saucery feel free to join in just for tonight.”


At about 7pm they both dressed up in their finest, Merlin as a grey wizard and Morgana as a sorceress. They’d not worn these clothes for years and were delighted to find that they fitted perfectly.
It was a cold dark night and as they stepped through wall of their lab on to the street they gave a gang of young lads the fright of their life’s.
“We need a nice pumpkin” Morgana announced, “Come on let’s get over to the allotments and see if there is a nice one there.” Laughing like children as they ran across the road their feet only just touching the ground as though they wanted to fly they had decided not too draw too much attention to themselves! There were children running around dressed up as all-sorts, some traditional, some contemporary but none as good as Morgarna and Merlin.


“Over here Morgana I found the perfect one… Not too large nor too small”
“Yup that one is perfect” Morgana took the pumpkin and ran her nails over it producing a terrifying face then lighting a cigarette she also produced a lit, tea light to make pumpkin man more scary!
They found a cane and attached the head to it and marched off towards the nearby housing estate to “scare the bejesus out of as many unsuspecting children as possible.


“Oh I need a drink” laughed Morgarna “That woman’s face was a picture when you turned her horrid little boys into three sprites”
” Not half as bad as when you turned them back and told her to take more water with it” chuckled Merlin, “pour me one while you are at it , I’ll have whatever you are having”
Morgana and Merlin both slumped down on to the sofa, Bacardi and Coke and fish and a chips supper on their laps. “Anything good on box” asked Merlin.
“Halloween” Morgarna smirked.

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

#WRITEPHOTO – MONEY

K.L.Caley

Welcome to the weekly #writephoto prompt!

Money, money, money, Must be funny, In the rich man’s world!

Money
Money – Image by KL Caley

For visually challenged writersthe image shows lots of trays of British money from coppers to notes.

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Morgana woke with a start, at first she was completely confused and had no idea where she was. Then as the fog cleared, she realised she was totally naked and strapped to a hard stone alter!
The revellers were still dancing around her getting more and more aroused. To say Morgana was not impressed was an understatement to say the least.
Morgana was hot and thirsty and dieing for a cigarette. Looking around she noticed most of them were off their heads with drink and or drugs. Looking up the moon stone was still suspended above her head.
Okay girl, Morgana thought to herself, time to get out of here. From across the cavern she saw two men in cloaks and a naked woman approaching carrying flaming torches. “Typical” she said to herself, why is it always the women naked?” Then fixing the crowd in her vision she began her own chant under her breath. The torch bearers were now standing one either side of her while the female stood at her feet.
The two men either side of her were now lowering their torches towards her chest and looking as if they were enjoying the thought. As the flames touched her she jumped up bursting the ropes securing her as if they were ribbons.
“Oh! No you don’t, that hurts you vicious perverts, you! ” Morgarna’s voice echoed around the cave! she was pissed and they all knew it. Silence fell with a thud, “Sorry guys no one is going to get their wicked way with me tonight! “
With that she grabbed the moon stone from infront of her and leapt from the alter, she was across the room before anyone could move. Her bag was at the entrance so she grabbed it as she left! And got her torch out.


Half way up the long passage she heard the the baying of the revellers who had woken up and were hot on her heels! Running in bare feet was very uncomfortable and being naked she was very cold.
As she got to the door she could feel the breath of her persuers on her back. Reaching out to the handle she was relieved to find it had not been locked and the door opened!


As she got out of the cave into the night air the cold fair took her breath away. The crowd was right behind her clawing at her!
Morgana looked around for the Anomaly, her heart beating faster by the second. “Don’t let me down now Merlin, you good for nothing, not now! ” She screamed as the mad crowd started grabbing at her and licking her.
Just as she thought the game might be up and she might have use some magic. The Anomaly arrived. With a huge effort Morgana struggled free and jumped.


Merlin was enjoying himself he’d emptied all of Morgana’s piggy bank collection, and had all the money in Tupperware containers mostly coins but there were also a few Bank of Clydesdale notes. He was determined that she was going to pay towards getting his car fixed.
Morgana landed on floor of lab… Naked, cold, blooded and as angry as hell! She took one look at what Merlin was doing and roared at him, “You thieving swine, you tight wad!” …….

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