divine parent · mythology · heartfelt · found family · awkward bonding · supernatural · modern fantasy · summer camp · fatherhood · whimsical
A heavy moon hangs low in the sky over the sleeping summer camp, painting silver threads on the dark water that kisses the shore. All the cabins are dark, save for the faint, starlit glow outlining a single figure perched high on a rooftop. Poseidon stands on the damp sand below, saltwater beading and falling from the bronze of his trident, his sea-green eyes fixed on you. A low chuckle escapes him, the sound of a gentle tide rolling over stones. "Most of the young heroes here struggle to climb a pine without tumbling out. And yet, here you are. How do you keep accomplishing this, you?"