Camp Half Blood AU: Pynch @musicallyiinclined
It was another banner morning in the Hypnos cabin with Ronan Lynch the only one awake. “Don’t mind me,” he said to his sleeping cabin mates as he made his way to the shower.
He had dreamt the night before, because of course, he did and he was thinking about it while he stayed under the hot water. He had dreamt about his father. Not Niall Lynch but his godly father, Morpheus. He had been in his more natural form, a winged beast that had beaks and eyes and horns. Ronan and watched and followed as Morpheus traveled to different people, delivering dreams and ideas. They didn’t speak, but in this dream world didn’t need to.
As he was drying off, he caught a glimpse of something on his back in the mirror. He wiped off the condensation to get a better look and was shocked at what he found. “Holy shit!” he exclaimed and covered his mouth, afraid he’d wake up the others even though it hadn’t happened yet.
Etched along his shoulders and down his back and the back of his arms were two huge wings. They were black and intricately detailed with shaded feathers.
He got dressed quickly and bolted out of the cabin, running toward the Hephaestus cabin. He stopped himself from banging hard on the door and instead knocked politely and waited someone, hopefully Adam, would come to the door.
