POCKET FULL OF POSIES | HEATH
Mar 13, 2018 19:32:49 GMT -5
Post by Callista DeWitt on Mar 13, 2018 19:32:49 GMT -5
my skin has turned from porcelain to ivory to steel.
There was no doubt in Callie’s mind that today wasn’t a pretty day within the camp. Not only was the warm sun shining through the trees, or the water by the edge of the camp cool enough to dip one’s feet into. But it was just a good day, and she thought that it was a sign. Something terrible would inevitably happen on a day that she felt content, couldn’t it? Maybe that was her negative demeanor, a part of her that hide deep within her persona that she showed the world. She may show herself as a positive, outgoing person – she was the opposite on most occasions. From what she learned about the camp and being a demigod, darkness always waited just out of reach.
Callie walked among the other campers, teenagers from different godly parents. It was weird to think they were all related in slightly odd ways, mostly because the gods didn’t know what to make of themselves. They breed like crazy, even with their own family, and thus, her family tree went from three to like thousands among the world. Sometimes she even wondered how many more demigods out there were her half-siblings or half-relatives because of the Gods.
With her bow strapped to her back, along with a thing of arrows, she walked back from the training and headed in the direction of the cabin that she belonged to. Because her mother, Persephone, was considered a minor god, she shared a cabin with other demigods that weren’t of her mother’s decent, and while it wasn’t weird, it was different. Other campers just slumbered with their half-siblings near them, but not her cabin. Her eyes wandered around, lost in thought when she grew closer to the Demeter cabin. Just in sight, she noticed a garden, and out of curiosity, she grew closer and closer to it. Her mother was the daughter of Demeter, making these campers her…cousins? She shook her head at the thought; she didn’t need another headache.
She admired the garden for a moment, her fingers reaching out to brush on of the leaves.
Callie walked among the other campers, teenagers from different godly parents. It was weird to think they were all related in slightly odd ways, mostly because the gods didn’t know what to make of themselves. They breed like crazy, even with their own family, and thus, her family tree went from three to like thousands among the world. Sometimes she even wondered how many more demigods out there were her half-siblings or half-relatives because of the Gods.
With her bow strapped to her back, along with a thing of arrows, she walked back from the training and headed in the direction of the cabin that she belonged to. Because her mother, Persephone, was considered a minor god, she shared a cabin with other demigods that weren’t of her mother’s decent, and while it wasn’t weird, it was different. Other campers just slumbered with their half-siblings near them, but not her cabin. Her eyes wandered around, lost in thought when she grew closer to the Demeter cabin. Just in sight, she noticed a garden, and out of curiosity, she grew closer and closer to it. Her mother was the daughter of Demeter, making these campers her…cousins? She shook her head at the thought; she didn’t need another headache.
She admired the garden for a moment, her fingers reaching out to brush on of the leaves.
