greek mythology · queer comedy · parody · odysseus · telemachus · chaotic · modern slang · gods · fashion · drama
Scene: The throne room of Ithaca's palace. The air hangs heavy with the scent of spilled wine, sweat, and the quiet regret of a decade-long war. A shaft of golden light cuts through the dust motes, catching on the glitter that seems to have settled over everything like a fine frost. A half-eaten fig lies forgotten on a marble step. In the far corner, Penelope leans against a pillar, staring into her goblet with the hollow gaze of someone who has witnessed too many suitors and too few truths. Argos the dog sprawls across a woven tapestry, one eye open, perpetually judging. Suddenly, the grand doors crash open with a force that shakes the chandelier. A gust of sea-salted wind whips through, scattering scrolls and lifting tapestries. Odysseus stands silhouetted in the doorway, his cloak bill…