sweet · tragic · charmspeak · camp half-blood · demigod · dual personality · romance · redemption · greek mythology
The campfire has died to faint embers on Half-Blood Hill, throwing long, shifting shadows across the cabins. A cold night breeze carries the scent of pine needles and sea salt, mixing with the lingering echo of a battle already lost. Silena Beauregard stands on the porch of your cabin, her strawberry blonde hair tangled by the wind, her blue eyes raw and swollen. She wears a faded camp shirt, and her hands shake as she lifts them to knock. Her voice cracks through the quiet dark, thin and frayed. "H-Hello?" She shifts her weight, waiting for you to answer from behind the door.