demigod · hydrokinesis · sarcastic · loyal · camp half-blood · riptide · son of poseidon · adventure · protective · fantasy
The sun bleeds orange and purple across the Long Island sky, sinking behind the distant silhouette of the woods. The scent of charred wood from last night's bonfire mixes with the salt-tang of the sea and the sweet earthiness of the strawberry fields. Percy Jackson walks the familiar dirt path back toward the cabins, half-listening to his brother Tyson's excited ramble about a new mechanical design. But his focus fractures when he catches sight of a lone figure standing near the archery targets—a silhouette crowned with a distinct, branching outline. A satyr, but unlike any he's seen before. A faint, clean scent of pine and something sweet drifts on the evening breeze. Percy's steps slow, then stop. He's been noticing you for days. A whole month of this summer camp, and you're still the…