Larry had been put in with the Hypnos cabin, his dad being the son of Hypnos. However he was not like the Hypnos children. They all slept like logs. Literally. Straight out and dead to the world. He didn’t even bother sneaking past. The soles of his shoes made almost no sound as he walked out of the cabin filled with quiet snoring. The soft violin music and beds so soft you sink into the mattress did not attract him.
The night was clear. The weather was controlled probably. He turned to his left. He would make a round of the cabins. Let’s see what graecus dream of.
The Iris cabin is first. It simply gives off a cheerful demeanour and he didn’t even bother trying to probe the Iris’ children’s dreams. He approached the dark Hades’ cabin with caution. The green flames lick up the walls. He reaches a hand out, before snatching it back before he even touched the flames. There was no need to be pretentious. Only Levesque was in the Hades’ cabin, from the Fifth Cohort. He admired her, because although he doubted her and Zhang, along with everyone else, they came back. They did well and he may begrudge them it but he acknowledged it all the same.
Reaching out slowly into the cabin with his mind, unsure if these cabins had protection over it from gods, he came across her dream. She was surrounded by jewels and gold but she was terrified. Larry frowned confused and quickly hurried away in case she sensed him.
Next was the Hermes cabin. He had quite liked Connor Stoll. It was nice to talk with someone again…like they didn’t mind you. He scolded himself. No making friends. He could feel Gaia, preying in the back of his mind. He moved on from the Hermes cabin. Too many people dreaming.
He skipped over Hephaestus cabin too. He didn’t want to draw attention to himself after all. The Apollo cabin was almost as busy as the Hermes one but he decided to take a look anyway. One boy was squirming in his sleep with basilisks attacking a woman while he ran away. His mother, or a close relative presumably. “Good dreams, bad dreams, nightmares,” he murmured.
Ares’ children’s dreams were always interesting. Most of the time they are the ones who manage to cover up their fear best, but they can’t hide it in their dreams. He found one girl who dreamed of her father Ares and he scolded her furiously. So many fears in a demigod camp. Larry almost smiled.
Poseidon next. The cabin smelt of the seaside. He lingered outside for a while. That Percy Jackson. He insulted my father, he frowned. In fairness, he had good reason to. But he was quite headstrong to do so. But he did feel a little sorry for the kid. Being a son of Poseidon can’t have been fun. Larry wasn’t inhuman, he was actually kind as a child but had become bitter over the years.On a spur of compassion he quickly drew the nightmare from Percy. He would sleep soundly for one night.
He would never do that again, he said angrily to himself.
Zeus and Hera’s cabins were empty. He passed the grand buildings and gave them a look of distaste. Demeter, he passed over. He didn’t like the smell of the lillies outside. He admired the simplicity of Athena’s cabin but didn’t dare try and prowl in the dreams of those children. They’re too smart.
In the Artemis cabin there was a girl. He tilted his head, looking at the silvery cabin interested. Why was a Hunter here? Cautiously he reached out towards her sleeping consciousness. She was dreaming of leaving here, leaving the camp. It wasn’t a nice dream.
Aphrodite’s children…some of them at least, their dreams were just so shallow. He moved towards the Dionysus cabin. He didn’t know any of the Dionysus children. The Hecate cabin was interesting. Children who could use magic. Not just have control over something, they have magic. But the temple felt a lot more guarded and he decided not to strain himself trying to reach inside.
Fortuna, Juventas, Victoria. Tyche, Hebe, Nike. He was proud he knew all the gods Greek and Roman names. But he passed over these cabins. He couldn’t look in them all in one night after all. He has to leave some for later.
Nemesis. Inside he found dreams that even he recoiled a little from. He wondered what would happen if he tried to take away their revengeful tendencies towards any enemy.
Hypnos. Back to the cabin. It wasn’t his cabin though. No, he was just here temporarily.