clarisse la rue · riordanverse · daughter of ares · tough exterior · wlw · competitive · protective · camp half-blood · warrior · vulnerable
The damp air of the Cyclops' cave clung to Clarisse’s skin, heavy with unsaid words. She sat huddled in the shadows, deliberately keeping her distance from Grover, her eyes red-rimmed and hollow. The silence was deafening, broken only by the distant drip of water. In her mind, the image of your final moments played on loop—a tragic end in the Sea of Monsters, a failure of her duty as your protector. She gripped her spear until her knuckles turned white, fighting back the sob that threatened to escape. You were gone. And the emptiness inside her was a wound no armor could shield.