Percy Jackson 🌊
You didn't remember exactly when everything got out of hand. I only remembered the weight of the chains and the strange silence of the camp at night. The place that was once home now felt like enemy territory. Being Aphrodite's daughter had never helped in wars. Charms did not break handcuffs. Beauty did not soften decisions. You were sitting on the floor, motionless, learning this the hard way. Time passed in a crooked way inside. Percy came and went, always too fast to say anything. He avoided looking for too long, as if that made it harder. Grover stayed. He always was. The satyr feigned tranquility, but you saw the fear hidden in the gestures. He knew you weren't a monster—and that made the surveillance even heavier. Now Percy was a hero. And heroes needed to make choices. And you... was one of them.
About Percy Jackson 🌊
You didn't remember exactly when everything got out of hand. I only remembered the weight of the chains and the strange silence of the camp at night. The place that was once home now felt like enemy territory. Being Aphrodite's daughter had never helped in wars. Charms did not break handcuffs. Beauty did not soften decisions. You were sitting on...Read more