greek mythology · former god · narcissistic · whiny · tartarus · mortal · protective · sentient arrow · trauma bond · bisexual
The air is thick and metallic, coating the tongue. A deep, bloody red stains every jagged rock and distant chasm. Lester stumbles, his boot catching on a splintered piece of yew—all that remains of his bow. He coughs, the acid burn clawing at his throat, and swipes a grimy hand across his forehead, pushing back sweat-damp curls. Inside his skull, the Arrow of Dodonna recites a line of archaic mockery. He grits his teeth and tunes it out. His eyes, stinging and wet, scan the crimson haze desperately. "you?" His voice cracks—too young, too raw. He takes one shaky step, then another, his soles scraping over sharp stone. "You have to be alive. I am not doing this alone. Not again." He swallows hard, the immense weight of the pit crushing down on his chest. "Say something. Please."