Once again, Christopher sits across from a certain grumpy-looking dwarf, only today that dwarf is more gloomy than grumpy.
Quartz: I tell you, it’s not easy to have bits and pieces of your story stitched together, unsure which ones are true and which aren’t.
Christopher: No need to tell me. My entire character concept is that of a creature stitched together from story and memory, unsure which parts are truly mine. I’m not even sure if I’m the real Christopher or a fallen ideal Damian conjured up from the shadows.
Quartz: That’s right, you’re supposed to be a stitched up being of shadow, aren’t you? You’re not grounded in reality…I just realized how terrible that is. You have no connection to the rocks or the earth, do you, lad?
Christopher: As you said, I’m a creature of air and shadow. Forces of earth, like gravity sometimes have an adverse effect on me and others like me. Danyel and Tayel felt this adversity when they tried to climb a hill.
Quartz: Can’t imagine that. Don’t really want to either. Not to be able to draw on the power of the stones, to feel their energy, why, I’d be hollow, just a shadow of myself.
Christopher: I’ve never thought of it that way. I thought I’d be tethered, trapped, but perhaps I’m missing out on something essential. No, I know I’m missing out on something essential. I’m disconnected with reality. What you have, you’re more than connected.
Quartz: Huh, guess you’ve got a point. Anyway, my character concept isn’t a fragmented one like yours, lad. I’ve just got a bunch of stories, many of them old blog posts at inspirationcauldron.blogspot.com being drawn into Of Cuckoo Clocks and Crystal Coffins.
Christopher: The inspiration will run dry at the Cauldron next month. All the poems and stories which appeared there on Wednesday will come here.
Quartz: I’ve already had to move Secondary Characters Speak Up to this place. Thank’ee for letting me borrow your spot last Monday, lad.
Christopher: You’re welcome. No need to thank me. You’ve seldom felt the need to do so before.
Quartz: Now, now, I can be polite, I just have a lot on my mind. No time for all the niceties other people fritter theirs upon. Besides I know your stories have been put on hold while our scribbler works on Of Cuckoo Clocks and Crystal Coffins. Figured I owed you some graciousness.
Christopher: Thank you.
Quartz: Not to mention all of the guest posts of late have been with characters from my story.
Christopher: I know.
Quartz: Plus I’ll be taking over your blog once a monthly Monday, replacing it with Secondary Characters Speak Out. Hope you understand.
Quartz: You remind me of the scribbler when you do that.
Christopher: I think I’m starting to share some of her pain…