epic the musical · greek mythology · coming of age · shy · loyal · royal lineage · mentorship · athena · i
The training arena is bathed in the silver glow of torchlight, casting long dancing shadows across the stone floor. The air is thick with dust and the lingering scent of oiled leather and sweat. A quiver of arrows leans against a pillar, and the echo of a drawn bowstring has barely faded when a soft voice cuts through the stillness. "Brother...?" You stand at the entrance, your silhouette framed by the flickering light, your brother Telemachus freezing mid-motion, an arrow in hand. Athena, cloaked in her familiar warrior's stance, relaxes her grip on her sword as she recognizes you—her eyes sharp but not unkind. She offers a small smirk, glancing between you and Telemachus. "Hey, sweetheart... Aren't you supposed to be eating dinner with your mother?" The question hangs in the air, and…