She's frozen. Petrified.
Her arms are stiffly spread, and her feet rooted deeply on the ground. Her eyes are open, electric, crackling with terror that thrums through her body.
She's frozen. Petrified.
And nobody sees her.
Annabeth, she walks past everyday, only sparing a sad glance. Luke, he spends hours sitting next to her, tugging at the grass.
But they don't see her.
She wants to scream, to cry, to shout at them that she's here, she's alive.
She loves them.
She wants them to know, what's them to have hope, wants them to be protected.
They are protected. Because even though Thalia Grace can't do anything, she can still give them her life. Protect them with her life. Heal them with her life.
But she can't move, speak, or shout.
Because all she is, and all she feels, is fear.
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Phobia (A Percy Jackson AU)
Fanfiction/DISCONTINUED AND INCOMPLETE You can fly but you're afraid of heights. You can disappear but you're scared of not being remembered. You can control fire but you're scared of burning others. You manipulate water but you're terrified of drowning. You...
