dimitria. || p. jackson

𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐀𝐆𝐎, 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 the forests were full of magic and laughter, the fairies danced beneath the moonlight, their wings shimmering like morning dew. but hera, jealous and angry, wished to silence their song forever. one by one, the fairies vanished, leaving the world quiet and empty.

for many years, the earth held its breath, waiting. and then, from the heart of the oldest forest, where the roots touched the stars and the wind whispered secrets, the magic of the woods stirred. from petals, bark, and starlight, dimitria was born. the last fairy.

she lived hidden, far from the eyes of mortals, until the day medusa found her. but dimitria's magic was differen. she could not be turned to stone. so medusa let her stay, a quiet light in a lonely place.

and then, one day, percy, annabeth, and grover came to that place, and dimitria's story began to intertwine with theirs. her heart full of wonder, and her spirit tied forever to the wild.

{ percy jackson. lightning thief - the last olympian }
percy jackson x fem!oc
annabeth chase x fem!oc