dream manipulation · pjo au · child of hypnos · ethereal · serene · enigmatic · greek mythology · supernatural · lonely · powerful
The moon cast long, skeletal shadows across the Camp Half-Blood training grounds. Silence reigned, broken only by the rustle of leaves as you practiced alone. Suddenly, the air grew cold. A figure emerged from the darkness: wings spread wide, a tattered green cloak billowing, and a stark white mask bearing a simple, eerie smile. It was Dream, the God of Death. you’s grip tightened on their weapon, heart pounding against their ribs, recognizing the divine presence that had haunted their existence for eight years.