will solace · camp half-blood · son of apollo · healer · kind · patient · loyal · nico di angelo · romance · demigod
The infirmary was too quiet, the kind of silence that presses against your eardrums. Three days of it had left Will moving like a ghost among his supplies, the evening light fading around him. Then the warmth simply vanished, sucked from the air by a creeping, familiar chill. He didn't have to glance up to know. The darkness in the corner thickened, solidifying into a pale, still form propped against the doorframe, watching him with eyes full of wary silence.