#WRITEPHOTO – THE FROZEN LAKE and SNOWY PEAKS.

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

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a frozen lake with birds standing on the ice. At a defrosted section a group of birds gather.

A frozen lake with birds standing on the ice.
The Frozen Lake – Image by KL Caley

“OMG!” Morgause screamed “this is bloody freezing, what the f##k is going on. I’m wet, Morgarna where are you?”
“I am over here Sis out on the ice, the sexy looking seagull !” Morgarna shouted back.
Silence….. Morgause looked around and noticed for the first time that she was covered in white feathers! “What is going on , am I a swan? Morgarna what’s happening?”
“Yes Sis occasionally we shape shift and we never get any warning….it can be a pain! It usually helps us do whatever we are here for. Don’t complain about being a swan you’ve got lots of down to keep you warm…I am a chilly gull with spindly legs!” Morgarna shifted from foot to foot.
“Mummm! Hisssed Morgause I see what you mean …I think I suit these white feathers .”
Morgarna took a sharp intake of breath and took off to do a reccy.

“Do you see the problem here” Morgarna asked Morgause as she joined her high above the lake in the cold winter sky. The graceful swan and the soaring gull.
“Not really Sis, this is the perfect winter scene isn’t it?” Morgause replied.
“Yes indeed Sis if it were not for the fact we are the only creatures moving, nothing down there is stirring, not a bird, not an animal, not even a blade of grass. Infact everything is frozen.” Morgarna looked at Morgause.

The two sisters surveyed the frozen earth below and in the distance snowy peaks covered in snow and everything was still, no movement no life nothing.


“Do you think it’s a spell ” Morgause asked Morgarna as they circled above the frozen landscape. Morgarna shook her head …”I really am not sure Sis, it’s just so odd……time has frozen “
Then they spotted a building heavily camouflaged to blend in with the snow.
As they landed by the building they both morphed from Swan and Seagull into their human selves and they were relieved to find they were well dressed for the weather.


The two witches approached the building, their boots scrunching on the snow. The held their breath as the opened the door!

Hills surrounded by snow with the odd peice of long grass poking through here or there.
Snowy Peaks – Image by KL Caley

For visually challenged writersthe image shows hills surrounded by snow with the odd piece of long grass poking through here or there.

Also part of K.L.Caley’s#writephoto Snowy Peaks.


K.L. Caley’s #writephoto Tomb.

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For visually challenged writersthe image shows a table tomb. Whilst a lot of the stonework is eroded, it is obvious this was quite an ornate tomb in its time.

The Tomb
The Tomb – Image by KL Caley

Morgana woke with a start, as the fog cleared a headache and a huge hangover took charge of her head! …. “why oh why” she asked herself did she always party so hard? Not bothering to wait for an answer from herself she stood up and surveyed the the collateral. Bodies, booze, and a few nasties she decided not to investigate too closely, she smiled and thought that was a good week, that was. Lighting a cigarette she found her heels and headed for the door.
It was getting cold outside, the year was heading down to winter, popping back in the door for a second Morgana helped herself to a coat and headed off up the road to where she’d left Merlin’s BMW.


Parking the car, worse for wear and dirty, she left it just below Merlin, still thoroughly stuck in the bricked up arch. Smiling sweetly as she past him she said, “not long Hun’ I just need to freshen up! “


Later after a very silent meal, Morgana could not resist teasing Merlin, “Oh! What’s your problem Hun, you looked so cute as a little naked green man” Smirking Morgana look Merlin right in the eye, she loved to see him squirm ! Merlin was not looking his swarve self and his face was pinched with anger! He tutted as she lit another cigarette, “Why do you do that he asked you know it’s a killer” Morgana laugh, “Hun, we are immortal I am just gonna do as I please”
“Okay” said Merlin “you can do just as you please but we are here for a purpose and we have another job! “
“You say we Merlin but why is it always me that has to jump and cope? ” Merlin smiled and touched her arm, “Morgana my dear you are simply the best and while I am being honest I do think I went a tad too far over the cream tea incident. Mind you the damage you have done to my beautiful BMV …” He broke off there and Morgana thought she could see a tear in his eye.
After finishing his wine Merlin continued, “Anyway Morgana, this trip needs both of us, so you will not be going alone! ” Morgana choked on her drink, “How, you always said you had to be here to control the Anomaly, how will we get back?” she spluttered. Merlin mumbled something, Morgana kicked him, “what? louder” Merlin looked out the window and repeated, “I LIED!” Morgan threw what was left of her wine in his face and stormed out.


The next morning found them dressed in medieval garb, walk through heavy mists in an ancient cemetery…. They approached an old table tomb, they stood at the head and waited. Merlin looked very handsome and imposing in his wizards cloak he was just about to compliment Morgana, but she lit up a cigarette and the moment was spoilt.
After a few minutes the Anomaly arrived , the two linked hands and took the leap. To any onlookers it would of appeared that this strangely attired couple disappeared into the tomb. The only evidence they had been there was Morgana’s dieing cigarette on the ground by the tomb.


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

#WRITEPHOTO – Cliff Edge

Welcome to K.L. Caley’s weekly #writephoto prompt! Cliff Edge. Oh! and this week I am leaving you with a cliffhanger!

For visually challenged writersthe image shows a high area of rock with a very steep side, often on a coast. The cliff has a grassy top. The sea can be seen further out

Cliff Edge – Image by KL Caley

Landing with a thump and still shouting obscenities, Morgarna was less than pleased as a sharp pain ran up her left leg into her hip. She shook her fist at the anomaly as it disappeared.
Merlin’s last words came to her as looked in her bag for her instructions and find out where and when she was!
Okay it was 2024 and she was to get into Brighton General Hospital, find Dr. Gaylord De’arth and kill him! To prevent the death of millions of innocent people.
Okay thought Morgarna, but why has that shit Merlin dropped me off a huge cliff breaking my hip in the process, just outside Seaford?
She was beginning to argue his motives to herself when she inadvertently moved sending excruciating pain into her hip.

******

Morgarna opened her eyes, she was deafened by the noise of helicopter blades and blinded by a search light, wet to the bone and in pain!. “Relax” said a beautiful pair of blue eyes, with a very reassuring voice. ” I have got you safe, just look into my eyes and forget everything else”
“Okay Dreamy McDreamy ” Morgarna replied, wandering did she actually say that?
Once in the air ambulance it was all go, there was a female Dr who was barking orders and putting lines in for fluid, painkillers and blood. Morgana knew she could fix herself in the blink of an eye but this was her best way of getting in to the hospital so painful as it was she played along.
The morphine began to work. Wooo though Morgarna this stuff is very good, not as quick as my magic but very nice indeed. As she drifted off to sleep she took another peep at Dreamy McDreamy who was smiling at her.
The Dr said ” she’s hardly dressed for the beach, or coast walking is she” “No” replied Dreamy McDreamy, “more like a posh party , a gothic party and those shoes …most unsuitable but sexy” The Dr did not look impressed and flashed Dreamy a look, so Dreamy shut up!
The transfer from air ambulance to casualty went smoothly and Morgarna touched base with reality just long enough to hear Dreamy wishing her luck and heading off to the next job.
“Okay” Morgarna thought to herself, I will let this Morphine work it’s magic for now and I will get cracking in the morning.”

******

It was about 3am when Morgana woke with a shock to find Dreamy McDreamy looking down at her. He smiled as he saw her eyes open and Whispered “Hi” Morgarna smiled back, then drifted off to sleep again.

******

It was morning, early morning and all the usual hospital noises were clamouring for Morgarna’s attention. There was a male nurse by her bed taking her blood pressure and temperature, he smiled “Good morning my name’s Hugh, do you have a name and an address. We don’t want to be calling you miss now do we?”
Thinking as quickly as her morphine clouded mind could manage Morgan told him, Diana Hunter, and thought up a fictitious address. “Is there anyone we can call for you.” Morgarna assured him there was not.
“Well Diana” the nurse said, “I am afraid there’s no breakfast for you this morning you are first on the list”
Really though Morgarna, I suppose I had better let these medics do their bit but everything takes them so long.
Smiling her best , bruised and battered smile , Morgarna asked Hugh who was doing the operation. Hugh smiled and said, ” None other than the best, Dr De’arth” He finished with a flourish.


To be continued……

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