K.L.Caley’s #WRITEPHOTO – SLOW DOWN & STONES.

For visually challenged writers, the image shows an area of plants with a sign showing 5MPH.

Slow Down – Image by KL Caley

“This is the spot” Morgana said to herself, and rather pleasant rather pleasant it is too. The blue flowers, the old fence and trees hiding the five mile an hour road sign.
Looking at her phone she could see she only had a few minutes to wait. Running her hand down her green velvet robe with hand embroidered Gailic design on the bodice she smiled, she loved the thought of going way back in time to when magic and soucery reined supreme.
What could go wrong she smiled throwing her leather bag of herbs over shoulder, quickly checking the laces on her Doc Martin boots she looked out for the Anomaly.
Merlin was watching his screen, he could see Morgarna standing in the flowers waiting for the Anomaly.
“Are you okay Hun” , he asked , Morgarna, who turned and smiled at the screen, “are you seriously saying you care?” Merlin laughed “maybe baby” he replied.
Just then the Anomaly arrived.
Merlin watched Morgarna jump. Then he went to the kitchen to get himself a cup of coffee. …..

For visually challenged writers, the image shows some stones located in the grassland which is surrounded by hills.

Stones – Image by KL Caley.

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“Oh! Wow I love it here ” Morgarna and it is dusk. My favourite time of day” Delving into bag she pulled out her red velvet cloak and wrapped it around herself.

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As it got darker Morgana sat by the stones and waited for them to talk to her. Feeling totally relaxed she watched the stars roll across the night sky. She was totally at one with the sky the earth and the stones.
It was around midnight when the stones began to speak.
“Morgarna we have missed you you are so rarely here.”
“I know mother stone, it pains me to be far from you but you know it is my destiny to travel” Morgarna looked at the stones and smiled. “Why have you summoned me here mother ” There was a silence as mother stone thought and then she spoke, “Someone from the future has travelled here and defied the the ancient laws by bringing things from another era here long before it’s time. They are trying to corrupt my innocent people Morgarna, can you and Merlin help?”

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

RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #248 Serene&Scene

A ring of stones sleep

Serene are they in sweet dreams

Just part of the scene.

The secrets are kept

In this serene scene, all green

Gia’s blessings sleep.

These two Haiku are part of Ronovanwrite’s Weekly Haiku Challenge.

Thursday photo prompt: Snowfall #writephoto

This is Sue Vincent‘s Thursday PhotoPrompt,

#writephoto.

Snowfall

The journey had been long and arduous. Travelling through time was wearing on the nerves. So much had changed around him and he had only been able to witness in silence.

So much had happened he’d felt warm and safety of the womb of mother earth. For the longest time he was settled until the great movement had churned up. He and those around him were awoken and cast out. They had lain where they had landed open to weather, wind rain sun and snow.

The animals came first they never caused trouble, occasionally rubbing up against him or sheltering from the sun. The plants also were a pleasure to live alongside. They had colour, they whispered gave shade kept him company. The gentle moss even covered him in green.

Then came the humans they were no trouble at first but they changed, became less animal like and more selfish and destructive. They had moved him him twice to use him as part of a circle. He was bigger then but later they had stolen parts of him to build castles and homes.

He was glad he could still talk to his other selves where ever they were it made him feel safe and whole.

He liked the snow it was soft and gentle. Not like the humans, demanding, waging wars, killing eachother. He had seen dreadful things , killing machines, some throwing bullets or flames. Death dropping out of the skies blood all around.

Not all the humans were bad though he has seen some be kind, even worship him or near him, make love hidden by him, sleep in his shade and even touch and talk to him.

He sighed “I suppose” he said to the tree next to him “I will just go on, I will miss you though”. The tree sighed too. He replied, “I will miss you too old friend but you were here before me, you will stay on.” Gentle letting the snow settle on his limbs the tree continued.”Our feathered friends have taken my seeds and spread me far and wide. So we may meet again, especially if you are moved again.”

The ancient stone looked up at the tree and replied. ” I cannot bear to see you killed, I have seen too many of your kind cut down. I will sleep and when I wake again I wonder what shall I find.” The tree bowed, “Goodbye friend I hope we meet again.”

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They came in the night, two humans, a small female and a taller male. They were wise in the old ways, the stone could tell. They touched him and asked his permission to stand in his shadow. They apologized that they could not stop the developers from moving him and chopping down the tree. They did not think it was progress. The stone assured them he would survive.

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In the morning the bulldozers came. They cut the tree down, the stone was asleep, deeply asleep so as not to see or hear his friend being killed. The snow fell.

Brittany Day 4

We woke early again to silence and dark.

We had decided the night before to visit the Chapel of Notre Dame du Deliverance. The Chapel was not far from us.

So another picnic was made Ruby walked and off we went.

We found the turn off to the Chapel at Monthault. The Chappelle Notre Dame De la Deliverance.

The first thing we noticed in the carpark was a stone table tennis table ! Yes in the middle of nowhere, among the picnic tables was a table tennis table made of stone.

It was so quiet there and beautiful, there was no one there only us and Ruby.

As I wandered through the trees I noticed crosses dotted around the area. On closer inspection we discovered that they were all stations of the cross.

We walked up to the chapel, it is a lovely building. Sadly though it was not only locked but from what I could see inside it was rather neglected too.

The statue on top of chapel, which has been rebuilt more than once , is a glorious tribute to the Virgin Mary,it was placed there when the chapel was rebuilt in 1877. The gold was applied to the statue in 1913.

Above is “The Monk’s Stone” I thought it was a Dolman but it was so huge. It is said a hermit lived there, well if he did there was no way in, or shelter to be found there.. it is said a monk did live on this strange site but he lived in a hut on on top of the stones!

Above are three photos of “The Granite Symposium” Fabulous modern features even so I could feel history from within them . The granite itself would be old even if the art and sculpture is new.

There were more stones there and I was so caught up in the feel of the place as was hubby that we failed to photograph them but I have put in links here to the website so you can see these amazing stones and read their history.

The Devil’s Stone

The Slippery or Scary Stone

The Stone of Sacrifice

The it was time for our picnic

Then more walking through time and space.

Wordless Wednesday

Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt, Stones.

This is my entry for Sue Vincent of Daily Echo #writephoto prompt.

This week the title for my on going story is Stones and here is the photo prompt.

The Vampire landed high up on the cliffs and walked through some old ruins.  She looked out to sea and felt the ‘old ones’ close. 

She had seen the woman and the wolf on the beach they had peeked her interest.  Slowly she walked through the old stone arch and made her way down the hill towards the cottage.

She had let the night pass hoping to let the witch and the warewolf think they were safe. It had not taken her long to work out that the wolf was a warewolf the stench had given it away.

As reached the cottage she was shocked as the door flew open and the witch stood boldly in the doorway hands on hips her huge belly exposed. The vampire, Fay, was rocked to the stomach feeling almost orgasmic at the sight of her.

The witch stepped forward and spoke her name. “I know who you are Fay, you will not feed here” ” Who is going to stop me ?” Asked a shocked Fay. 

“Me” answered Rachel, bounding out of the door past Lisa. “You” spat the vampire, “the stinking warewolf bitch that keeps sniffing round my brother.”

“Fay, I don’t want to fight you but I will” Rachel spoke telepathically to Fay. “If you attack the witch or I , I will rip your head off. ”  Fay laughed, even so she took a step back, she fully realised how earnest Rachel was. 

Turning on her heels Fay headed back to the castle ruins, craving the safety she felt they offered her. Instinctively she felt there was more to this situation than she had first thought. 

As she reached the black charred walls of the ruins she felt the hot breath and smelled the, strong scent of warewolf behind her. Turning fangs out and eyes at their hypnotic worse ready to pounce, she looked at Rachel properly for the first time since she arrived.

Her mouth began to salavate, “Oh!” She said “the bitch is pregnant.” Again a wave of orgasmic pleasure coursed through her veins. She seized Rachel by the scruff of the neck and beared her fangs.

Fay was quick but Rachel was quicker, intact she even surprised herself. Finding herself with paws around Fay’s neck mouth ready to rip out her throat, she felt her child move in her womb. Letting go of Fay she snarled. 

Fay smiling now said “you will regret that, why did you let me go.” Rachel looked her straight in the eye and told her silently, ” because of your brother. This bitch is carrying his child your nephew or niece.” 

The smile vanished from Fay’s face. She slid down the black and stained  ruin walls and screamed. “In the name of the old ones what sacralidge is this.” Rachel transformed into a human shape and looked at Fay who was stunned but still wanting to feed. 

“We need to talk are you more comfortable with me in this shape?” Rachel asked. Fay nodded and handed Rachel her cloak.

From the kitchen window Lisa watched she could hear everything Rachel and Fay were saying. Lisa sighed and set about preparing a meal for three.

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