It's the heartbroken screams that keep the camp awake at night.
It's the traumatized face of the most beautiful girl at camp that haunts their memories.
It's the crushing sobs that rip themselves from her, tearing into her throat and leaving it raw and unusable.
Those same screaming sobs that make fellow campers wince and cover their ears.
Screams that rest a heavy burden on everyone's shoulders,
and a common fatigue and loss in everyone's souls.
Sobs that turn hope into a weary, dim headed creature saved to be used for only the worst of times.
The entire camp feels pain at the fact the he gone,
He is-
No was a friend to everyone.
He was a friendly face in the forge,
A laughing voice in the dinning pavilion,
A hero, confidante, and secret keeper.
Someone to look up to,
Someone to look out for,
Someone to trust, and rely on-
Someone to mourn.
All the campers took a hit when he didn't return home from the mission.
There wasn't a member of the half-blood family that didn't feel like he was missing.
No one could escape that feeling of missed moments and loss.
Yet~
No one could feel her degree of pain though.
No one loved him with their entire being like she did.
No one had betrayed everyone like her, just to keep him safe.
No one felt her guilt-
No one felt her sorrow-
No one felt her anguish-
No one felt like they were missing the other half of themselves.
No one else had her broken smile or shattered dreams.
No one flew else onto that fragile line between insatiable depression and bittersweet life, besides her.
She held the only pillow soaked through with Deep Blue tears.
Tears that were the epitome only her depression,
Tears that fell continuously with no hope of ever stopping,
Tears that were forever embedded in her face like a river hugging a landscape.
They flood her pillows at night, and flow like a river during the day, but no one can stop them.
No one knows how, and most have stopped trying-they simple stay away from her altogether.
The Blue Despair around her makes the air heavy and thick-making it hard to breathe.
It coats every object she touches or passes by; in an almost tangible toxin that infects everyone around her.
Spreading through the air in a contagious manner,
Making everyone nearby uncomfortable and solemn.
No one really understood though-
He was her everything,
He filled her so completely, that there wouldn't ever be room for anyone else.
His very presence put that extra bounce in her step and an extra sparkle in her eyes.
With his death though he stripped down everything invigorating thing about her and took it with him.
Now she's empty inside.
She is so completely void in her mind,
Body,
and Soul,
That she has Nothing left.
She is Nothing.