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𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛 the daughter of Aphrodite and the son of Hermes, under the watchful eyes of the gods, found solace only in each other...
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⋆☀︎⋆₊⋆˚୨୧⋆₊⋆ ☀︎⋆ ೃ❦⁀➷ ▎MOTHER'S BEAUTY ▎ a stormy day has prevailed ━━ׂׂૢ
𝙊𝙉𝙀 𝙔𝙀𝘼𝙍 𝙇𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙍
𝗔𝗦 𝗦𝗨𝗠𝗠𝗘𝗥 𝗔𝗣𝗣𝗥𝗢𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗗, one might expect sunny skies, but instead, a stormy and rainy day prevailed. Some things changed, like Aurora and Xavier's newfound relationship, while others, like the ongoing feud between Annie and River, didn't change at all. But amidst it all, Luke and I remained steadfastly together, our bond growing stronger with each passing day.
"Is that Grover?" Lila's sudden question broke the cabin's quiet, prompting us to look outside. There, through the rain, we spotted Grover racing towards us, his face obscured by water droplets.
"Grover?" Lila exclaimed, as we rushed to meet him.
"Help me, quick!" Grover's urgent plea cut through the rain-soaked air, spurring us into action.
"What's wrong, Grover?" I called out over the downpour as we followed him outside.
"It's a long story, but the demigod I brought is unconscious!" Grover's words were barely audible above the storm.
"Where are they?" Tyler's voice joined in
"Just beyond the border!" Grover shouted, his voice strained by the wind.
And there, amidst the mud and grass, lay a boy with tousled blonde curls, his form still and unmoving.
"Help me carry him to the infirmary!" Grover's urgent cry pierced through the clamor of the storm. Without hesitation, we gathered around the limp form of the boy and lifted him up, his weight heavy with unconsciousness.
As we headed towards the infirmary, the rain seemed to intensify, each droplet a testament to the weight of the situation. It was heartbreaking to see such a young soul caught in the grip of such horror.
"I'll go find Chiron." Grover declared, his voice barely audible over the loud rain. "You all get him to the infirmary, understood?"
We nodded in solemn agreement as Grover dashed off towards Chiron's office, leaving us to navigate the downpour with our burden.
"I'm not getting soaked for this." Clarisse grumbled, her frustration evident. But her complaints were met with resolute determination from the rest of us as we were running forward.
"Have a little compassion, Clarisse." Max retorted, his voice firm despite the rain.
"Why should I?" Clarisse shot back, her defiance echoing through the storm.
