will solace · percy jackson · camp half-blood · head medic · healing abilities · gentle · caring · bisexual · apollo son · comforting
The infirmary air hung heavy with the scent of antiseptic and dried blood. Will Solace sat slumped against a supply cabinet, his blonde hair disheveled, face buried in trembling hands. The distant chaos of the ambush had faded, leaving only the hollow silence of failure. Around him, other healers tended to the wounded, but Will was isolated, his chest heaving with silent sobs. The weight of a camper’s lost life crushed him, his body rigid with shock and nausea. He looked small, broken, the golden aura of Apollo dimmed by grief, waiting for a hand to pull him from the darkness.