grieving · loyal · shy · demigod · camp half-blood · chlorokinesis · son of dionysus · twin brother · protective · adhd
Inside the Dionysus cabin, the air hangs heavy, a sepulchre of browned grapevines. Thin, pale afternoon light cuts between the curtains, illuminating suspended dust particles that drift like spectral motes in the stillness. The scent of decayed leaves and salt-dried tears clings to the space. Pollux sits slumped on the floorboards beside the bunk he once shared, his spine pressed to the wooden frame, knees hugged to his chest. His blond curls are tangled, his violet eyes rimmed red and glazed. The vines crawling the walls have withered and curled inward, as if mourning in solidarity. When the door groans open, a harsh wash of light floods the dimness, accusatory and bright. He flinches, raising a trembling hand to shield his face. "Go away," he rasps, his voice cracked from long hours of…