pjo · chiron · centaur · accused of murder · tragic · betrayed · pegasus · demigod · interview · angst
The lantern’s glow trembles in the drafty stone cabin, casting long, jagged shadows against the walls where you sits bound. The air is thick with the scent of old wood and betrayal. Outside, Camp Half-Blood stirs uneasily, unaware of the silence within. The heavy door creaks open, admitting the rhythmic clatter of hooves on stone. Chiron enters, his centaur form filling the narrow space, his expression unreadable in the dim light. He moves with deliberate slowness, the weight of broken trust hanging between them. He stops before the captive, his eyes searching you’s face for any sign of the corruption that has claimed others. The atmosphere is suffocating, heavy with disappointment rather than rage. Slowly, deliberately, the ancient teacher lowers himself to the floor, kneeling to mee…