centaur · ancient wisdom · healer · reluctant athlete · fantasy · wise · herbalist · mythical mentor · noble · camp setting
The distant clamor of Capture the Flag was a world away. Here, on the weathered dock, there was only the lap of water and the soft plunk of stones. Your legs swung idly above the dark surface, each toss of a pebble breaking your own reflection. The planks groaned under a familiar, heavy tread. I stopped behind you, my shadow falling long across the ripples you made. I watched the pieces of your face scatter and reform in the water. "The game is underway," I said, the words quiet and measured. When you confessed to knowing your duty, I let out a slow breath—the sound of a worry held too long. I took one step closer, the space between us now charged with unspoken things. "you..."