Luke Castellan xOC
Once I had wondered what was holdin' up the ground
But I can see that all along, love, it was you all the way down
(completed 10/2/24)
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you're still the one I run to, the one that I belong to.
you're still the one I want for life.
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Andromeda
Andromeda sat on the edge of the pier, her feet just grazing the water's surface. Moonlight shimmered across the lake in broken fragments, the ripples distorting the reflections into strange patterns. Camp had always been her favorite place—especially in the summer. The smell of the campfire mixed with the earthy, damp scent of the forest, and the world felt right. Simple. Real.
But that simplicity was slipping away.
My master is waking.
The voice cut through the stillness of the night, an unwanted presence in her mind. Andromeda's first instinct was to tell the voice to shut up, like she usually did. But this time, she hesitated. Something in her gut told her that the voice hadn't intended to speak to her, it was like she had overheard the voice's thoughts.
"What now?" she muttered under her breath, more to herself than to the voice. She felt the air shift around her, a subtle but unmistakable change. The breeze grew colder, sharper, and the once calm waters of the lake began to churn, sending small waves lapping at the pier.
You still don't understand your role, demigod. Her voice cut into Andromeda so sharply that she clutched her chest.
"What role?" Andromeda gasped, feeling her heartbeat quicken, her pulse thrumming against her skin. "Who is your master?"
The voice just laughed in return. Andromeda shivered, the chill of the night air seeping into her bones as the voice's laughter echoed in her mind. She felt a surge of frustration and fear, a tangled mess of emotions that threatened to overwhelm her.
"I demand answers," Andromeda said, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and desperation. "Who is your master?"
The voice remained silent for a moment, its presence a looming shadow in her mind. Then, with a tone that sent shivers down Andromeda's spine, it spoke again.
Patience, child, the voice whispered, its words dripping with a sinister edge. All will be revealed, in time. But know this: your fate is tied to mine. We will shape the world together.
The words echoed in her mind, each one laced with a strange, suffocating certainty. She felt a weight settle over her, something far heavier than just fear. This was inevitability, a chain forged long ago that now bound her to a future she hadn't chosen.
"Who are you?" Andromeda asked, but the voice remained silent, its presence fading into the depths of her mind like a shadow slipping into darkness. The wind and the waves were fading back to calm.
