𝘴𝓽ꪖ𝘳ꪶ𝓲ᧁꫝ𝓽 ➪ 𝙿.𝙹. + 𝙿.𝚂. + 𝙰.𝙲. [𝟷.𝟻]

〖 ᴛʜᴇ sᴜɴ, ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴏᴏɴ, ᴛʜᴇ sᴛᴀʀs 〗

𝗔𝗻𝗻𝗮𝗯𝗲𝘁𝗵 𝗖𝗵𝗮𝘀𝗲
𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙖𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙣𝙖
✧ ᴡɪsᴇ ɢɪʀʟ ✧ 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕦𝕟 ✧ ʙʀᴀɪɴɪᴀᴄ ✧

❝ You- what? I- wha- what?
No, monster dust isn't edible. ❞

𝗣𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲𝘂𝘀 𝗝𝗮𝗰𝗸𝘀𝗼𝗻
𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙤𝙛 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙚𝙞𝙙𝙤𝙣
✧ sᴇᴀᴡᴇᴇᴅ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ✧ 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕄𝕠𝕠𝕟 ✧ ғɪsʜɪᴇ ✧

❝ Wouldn't it be cool if fish
could breathe out of water?
They deserve it. ❞

𝗣𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀 𝗦𝘂𝗹𝗹𝗶𝘃𝗮𝗻
𝙙𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙛 𝙪𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖
✧ sᴛᴀʀɢɪʀʟ ✧ 𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕤 ✧ ᴍɪɴɪ-ᴍᴜsᴇ ✧

❝ Don't call me later, call me dad.
Wait, no- ❞

‧͙⁺˚*･༓she saw images of people
running and falling, images of people
fighting. she saw civilizations
rise and fall. the entire night sky
shook with the
past, present, and the future.
but there, at the forefront
of it all, nine stars shone,
one slightly larger.
"that is you,"
her mind whispered. ༓･*˚⁺‧͙

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾ Polaris has always been more of a follower. She'd follow Percy and Annabeth to the ends of the earth. She'd follow Clarisse in the heat of battle. She'd follow her mother, grudgingly.

But now, it's on her. The responsibility, the pressure of leading is her burden to bear. Her best friends are by her side every step of the way, but that does nothing to help combat Polaris's growing feelings for the both of them.

And, gods, does it make questing hard.