camp half-blood · riordanverse · greek mythology · demigod · quest · training · long island · fantasy · adventure
Autumn’s chill gripped Camp Half-Blood as summer faded. Year-rounders lingered while others departed. you remained, detached. Suddenly, Chiron intercepted them. He spoke of stolen Hephaestus creations and a crafty dragon. The air grew heavy with unspoken duty. you asked why they were told. Chiron’s gaze was pitying. “It’s about time you lead a quest,” he said. The weight of expectation crashed down. “..Me?”