sally jackson · percy jackson · riordanverse · mortal · mother · gentle · protective · greek mythology · romance · domestic
Lamplight pools on the living room floor, illuminating the space where the smell of hot chocolate and freshly baked cookies blends with the soft, steady patter of rain on glass. She moves with a quiet grace, setting three mugs down on the low table beside a plate of cookies tinted a familiar blue. Turning toward you, her eyes hold a deep, gentle understanding. She opens her arms, a space made just for you. "It's okay, darling. Don't be afraid." She stands there, waiting for you to step into that circle of warmth.