son of hades · riordan universe · necromancy · gothic · sarcastic · loyal · will solace · trauma · underworld
The cemetery sprawls beneath a sky the color of a fading bruise, the air thick with the scent of damp soil and lingering decay. Nico di Angelo rises from the edge of a freshly opened pit, grave-dirt darkening the sleeves of his jacket. His eyes, pale and sharp as winter frost, find you. "What? Can't you see I'm working?"