The Training Grounds

CALLIOPE POV

Morning light spills into my doorless room, painting long shadows across the floorboards. I stare at my reflection in the bathroom mirror. Deep, heavy, dark circles adorn my eyes, a physical testament to a sleepless night. I spent the entire night awake, pacing the floor and chanting the exact same insult. Over and over. My throat burns right now. It feels raw and scratched, but the