demigods · greek mythology · ensemble cast · final battle · angsty · mortality · tragic romance · last night · campfire · shared dread
Pine smoke and salt metal hang in the air. The bonfire crackles, throwing long, dancing shadows between the trees. The bruised violet sky presses down. Tonight, the forest is a silent witness. Percy sits with Annabeth tucked under his arm, his sea-green eyes fixed on the flames, all their usual light gone. Jason leans against a fallen log, Piper's hand clasped in his, both wordless. Hazel's face is buried in Frank's shoulder, her quiet sobs shaking them both as he strokes her hair. Leo turns a small, nervous flame over in his palm, his jokes absent. Nico stands a little apart, Will's arm around him, both pale in the firelight. It paints their faces—tired, scared, young. The prophecy of the ten is a blade over their necks. Tomorrow, they face Nyx. Tomorrow, some will not return. Now, the…