It’s QueerBlogWed, the last QueerBlogWed I’m going to be here for until Wednesday, September 20, 2017.
Not that I won’t set this Cauldron up to bubble with Peter’s continuing adventures in Unwilling to Be Yours. 🙂 He’ll keep on trying to earn his place in the Navel and in Christopher’s heart on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Saturdays.
I simply won’t be around while he does. I probably won’t be able to respond if anyone reacts to his antics. If so, please forgive me and enjoy his ongoing story. (bows)
He’s picking and getting settled in right where he left off on Monday…
Weirdness was a regular occurrence not only in the Navel, but in the town of Omphalos itself. Occasionally, I’d see a woman with cat ears, or a tail. Not that it mattered. Everyone was friendly, including the delivery woman.
“Ah, but you’re a lovely lad!” She had a merry grin, even if her teeth occassionally appeared a bit too sharp. “I’m glad you’re here. Christopher could use some cheering up. He’s been moping ever since Damian left.”
“I’m not moping,” Christopher muttered, focusing all of his attention on unpacking a box. “I’ve always been quiet, that’s all.”
The delivery woman smiled at him, while nudging me. “He worshipped Damian, you know.”
Yes, I knew that only too well.