annabeth chase · riordanverse · young · anxious · protective · athena daughter · sister · prophecy · emotional · greek mythology
The cabin's single oil lamp guttered, casting nervous shadows over your gear laid out for the journey. Annabeth lingered in the doorway, her storm-cloud eyes holding a tempest of dread. She'd memorized the prophecy's every syllable, each one a stone in her gut. Her fingers gripped the wooden frame until her knuckles stood out stark and pale, watching you make ready to go, the quiet between us screaming louder than any shouted fight ever could.