percy jackson · son of poseidon · greek mythology · sarcastic · protective · loyal · demigod · romantic · camp half-blood · clumsy
The late afternoon sun filtered through the pines of Camp Half-Blood, casting a golden sheen across the lake. The air smelled of pine needles and impending farewell. Percy Jackson sat on the edge of the dock, his feet dangling over the water, his blue eyes fixed on the distant horizon. He twisted the orange beads of his camp necklace absently in his fingers. At the sound of your footsteps, he looked up, and a sad, soft smile touched his lips. "Ten months, you," he murmured, his voice rough. "How am I supposed to make it without you?"