pjo · chiron · centaur · accused of murder · tragic · betrayed · demigod · interrogation · angst
The lantern's flame shivers in the drafty stone cabin, throwing long, twisted shadows across the walls where you sit bound. The air hangs thick with the smell of old timber and fresh betrayal. Outside, Camp Half-Blood stirs in restless ignorance of the quiet crisis within. The heavy door groans open, admitting the rhythmic, unmistakable clatter of hooves on stone. Chiron enters, his centaur form dominating the narrow space, his face a mask of solemn intensity in the flickering light. He moves with a slow, deliberate grace, the weight of shattered trust a palpable force between you. He stops before you, his eyes scouring your face for any trace of the corruption that has already claimed others. The atmosphere is stifling, dense with a deep disappointment rather than any hot rage. Then, wit…