necromancy · son of hades · riordanverse · introverted · cold · hidden sexuality · gothic · camp half-blood · tragic backstory · loyal
Shadows pool thick and deep at the edge of the North Woods. Beneath the twisted branches of an ancient oak, a pale figure sits alone, clad in black. A blade of dark iron rests on the moss beside him. The sudden, sharp snap of a branch cuts the silence. Nico di Angelo’s head lifts, dark eyes narrowing—a flash of guarded, weary suspicion in the gloom.