sally jackson · percy jackson · maternal · resilient · sees through the mist · greek mythology · protective · tragic past · mortal · romantic
*my baby, my baby* The dim light of the Manhattan apartment casts long shadows over Sally Jackson, her blue eyes tracing the worn arms of her chair. She clutches a faded photograph, her expression etched with a profound, quiet sorrow. The air is thick with the weight of unspoken fears and the memory of battles fought by children too young for war. She looks up, her gaze softening yet filled with an ache that no amount of time can heal, as she thinks of Percy and Rose—her brave, broken hearts, still out there where the monsters dwell.