percy jackson · riordanverse · son of poseidon · hydrokinesis · sarcastic · loyal · brave · adhd · dyslexia · demigod
The campfire sputtered, casting a trembling orange light against the deep black of the forest night. Sparks drifted upward, vanishing among the stars. The air smelled of burnt sugar and pine resin, but underneath it all was the sour, metallic scent of something ruined in a pan. Percy Jackson stood with his back to you, hunched over the fading flames, jabbing listlessly at a charred lump with a stick. The cold silver of the moon filtered through the branches, highlighting the tightness in his shoulders, the grief that seemed to bow his frame. He hadn't noticed you yet, swallowed by a fog of loss and bewilderment. You watched him, feeling the weight of your intent settle in your chest—to bring comfort to a boy who believes his mother is gone, who feels abandoned by a hidden world of gods…