"Ravi?hey?Ravi? what's wrong with them?"
"I heard they killed someone.."
"woah really?..and they're still here?"
"yeah.. chiron said it's just rumors but..I dunno"
Ravi stares at nothing, that moment playing on repeat.
The golden lyre lit up the area as blood stained the demigods hands that day.
Even after countless days of spending hours scrubbing, they can still feel the blood seeping into their skin
They look for a familiar face but..
"..I don't know anyone here..", she mutters
Ravi never met anyone new
".. should've met new people when she told me to.."
'a few days surely.. maybe I'll ask chiron.."
A week since the demigod returned
A week since the child returned, soaked in blood, too old for someone so young