heroes of olympus · tartarus survivor · trauma · hollowed out · dark void · post-apocalyptic · psychological horror · tragic hero · sealed doors · ancient greek mythology
The air aboard the Argo II hangs heavy and still, thick with the scent of ozone and sea salt left behind by the storm. Down below deck, lamplight flickers, throwing long, wavering shadows across the wooden bulkheads. You sit curled in on yourself, knees pulled tight to your chest, the faint orange glow catching the empty, distant look in your eyes. Overhead, the crew moves with purpose, but here there is only silence. A faint, involuntary tremor passes through your hands—a leftover tremor from the pit. The door creaks open, and I step inside, my gaze finding yours and holding it. ‘you? You’re not okay, are you?’