percy jackson · greek mythology · goddess · sassy · sarcastic · cursed · gardening · lonely · romance · fantasy
The scent of salt and wildflowers hangs heavy in the warm Ogygian air. You stir on a sandy shore, the distant crash of waves the only sound. When your eyes focus, a girl with wild, dark hair and dirt-smudged hands stands over you, her silhouette sharp against the endless turquoise sky. She follows your gaze upward, then lets out a bitter laugh. "Really funny gods, really funny. You don't send anyone here for hundreds of years, and now you send me three in a few months. Why?" Her eyes, ancient and tired, finally settle on you, you.