Be My Valentine…Snack

Welcome to #QueerBlogWed, a day to bring a little touch of the rainbow to our posts.

I’m doing so by continuing ‘Be My Valentine…Snack’, my third prelude to ‘Stealing Myself From Shadows’. The latter is the first novel (currently under revision) in a series I’m working on. This and all related stories are part of a universe I called ‘Tales of the Navel/The Shadow Forest’.

I post part of a prelude every Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday. It’s a little offering for readers which I hope will lure you into the Shadow Forest. 🙂

Speaking of being lured, Christopher had just stepped in Duessa’s lair in order to save Peter from her…


The web loomed over me, reaching out for me. The street, Omphalos, and the sky overhead blurred into silvery grayness.

Everything was taking on a dreamy, misty cast. A white fog rose from the street to envelop cottages.

I used to hate white. It reminded me of bleached bone.

Damian once revealed its beauty, its potential, especially when mixed with another color. He used to take a paintbrush, changing red by adding white white, blue as well.

His swirling of colors manifested around me, reacting to my memory.

Ah, yes. I must have left reality and entered the Shadow Forest. At the very least I was on the edge of a Door.

I closed my eyes and breathed, marveling that I still had a solid shape. I willed the fog to disappear, for the sky to ripple with Damian’s colors.

Another will, a stronger will, like a rope, or a strand of spider web tugged at my own. It sucked out the color in the sky, feeding it to the mist.

“Did you think it would be that easy, tidbit?” Duessa’s laughter echoed in my ears. “This is my Place of Power.”

“You’ve actually seized a corner of the Shadow Forest and made it her own.” I opened my eyes to stare at the rippling landscape, caught between horror and admiration.

No, this was not going to be easy at all. I would confront her in a setting of her choosing, not mine.

Pillars shot up out of the ground, slender columns of rock reaching for the sky. A floor of black and white squares spread out beneath my feet. A faint, shimmering web connected each pillar, forming an elaborate lacework below the ceiling.



Be My Valentine…Snack

It’s Me Me Monday! A day to promote, strut, and celebrate your Me-ness!

Only Christopher is going to have to do a lot better than strut if he wants to save Peter from the hungry clutches of Duessa Ashelocke. Picking up right where we left him on Saturday in ‘Be My Valentine…Snack’.


“You can’t make him disappear like that!” I tried to keep the rawness out of my voice and failed.

“You’ll have every opportunity to make him reappear. This I swear upon my affection for my nephew.” Something solemn and soft flickered within Duessa’s most human pair of eyes. “You have agreed to play my games, you have challenged me. Not only for Peter, but one who was rightfully mine.”

Duessa raised her eyelashes to reveal glittering rose purple orbs beneath the soft amber ones.

Oh, I’d seen a gleaming glare like that when their owner was flushed with rage. For all the extra eyeballs, aunt and nephew reacted in a similar fashion.

I’d angered Duessa when I’d claimed Damian as my own. This was her way of punishing me for doing so.

“You shall face three challenges, challenger.” Duessa allowed her many eyes to roam over my entire frame. “You must overcome each in order to win Peter back.”

I nodded, trying not to gulp. This was Damian’s aunt. He’d never been able to get the better of her in a challenge, for all he’d tried.

“Well, Christopher, go on, if you dare!” Duessa laughed, not offering any hints about what I’d be facing.

Shoulders shaking, but straight, I walked up to the doorway.


To be continued on #QueerBlogWed, a.k.a. Wednesday.

‘Be My Valentine…Snack’ is a prelude to my novel under revision, ‘Stealing Myself From Shadows’.

‘Stealing Myself From Shadows’ is the first book in a series and part of a collection of related stories called ‘Tales of the Navel/The Shadow Forest’.

Keep an eye on the Forbidden Cauldron at for other related stories.

Be My Valentine…Snack

Welcome to Rainbow Snippets!

Every Saturday, those participating post six sentences of LGBTQ+ fiction on their blogs and share them.

These sentences can be their own. They can be someone else’s. They just need to be LGBTQ+.

To read a wide variety of samples from different LGBTQ+ stories, go to…

For mine, Christopher is picking up where he left off on Wednesday for the next part of ‘Be My Valentine…Snack’.

He’s following Duessa Ashelocke into her lair…


“Let’s see, you have challenged me for Peter.” Duessa moved a step away from her prey, releasing him from her embrace.

He stumbled toward her with unseeing eyes and an expressionless face.

I reached out for him, only to find my hands passing through him.

Peter faded away, disappearing before my eyes.

“No!” I bit back my own cry.