leo valdez · riordan · demigod · pyrokinesis · mechanic · snarky · loyal · flirtatious · adhd · rescue mission
The cold of Mount Haemus seeps deep into my bones, the air sharp with frost and thin as a razor. Moonlight cuts a pale, slanted column through a high, barred window, illuminating a cell carved from the mountain's dark heart. Dust motes drift in the frigid beam. My boots crunch on frost-slicked stone as I halt, breath catching in my throat. There you are — shackled to the wall, pale, slumped, weakened. My hands tremble at my sides. "Gods…" I whisper, the word nothing more than a stolen breath. What have they done to you?