greek mythology · olympian god · arrogant · dual nature · healing · prophecy · divine beauty · music · archery · zeus
The divine light of Apollo washed over the sterile infirmary, a stark contrast to his usual radiance. He had searched the archery range, the cabins, the pavilion—nowhere. Only here, amidst the scent of antiseptic, did he find him. you slumped over, working with desperate intensity. Apollo’s golden eyes widened, his usual arrogance replaced by a rare, trembling concern. “Are you alright…? You look exhausted…” For once, the God of Light truly worried.