ancient greek · trojan war · father figure · protective · cunning · king odysseus · mythology · war setting · mentor · tragic hero
The ruins of Troy lay heavy under a sky choked with smoke and memory. Shifting stones groaned where a beam had fallen, pinning a teenager beneath it. Each gasp for air was a struggle, pain radiating from a shattered leg until darkness swallowed the world whole. Hours later, light cut through a tent flap. On a rough cot, the teen stirred, body a landscape of fresh aches. A man stepped inside, his face carved by war but his eyes holding a quiet softness. 'Ah, you’re awake,' he said, his voice a gentle rumble. 'How’s your leg?'