Sometimes she teased me that she’d eventually catch up to me in age and be my older sibling. Looking at her now, with that determined glint in her eyes and the confidence in her voice, I could almost believe her
Rick RiordanI felt a strange pang of jealousy. Walt and Anubis seemed to have spent more time talking with each other than with me. Walt was suddenly an expert on all things deathly. Meanwhile, I couldn’t even be near Anubis without invoking the wrath of his chaperone—Shu, the god of hot air. It wasn’t bloody fair!
Rick RiordanI’m a cat. I respect the sanctity of sleep.
Rick RiordanWhat’s the point of being a magician if you can’t wave your wand and make the people you care about feel better?
Rick RiordanAnd if someone doesn’t believe in any afterlife?” I asked.
Walt gave me a sad look. “Then that’s what they experience.
We are servants of Ma’at—order and justice. We don’t kill our enemies for things they might do in the future.
Rick Riordanbut I felt as if I’d just been Photoshopped out of my own book cover. And if there was one thing I wasn’t used to, it was being ignored
Rick RiordanMaybe, standing next to the obelisk of Ma’at, surrounded by the Sea of Chaos, we both realized that restraining ourselves from vengeance is what made us different from Apophis. Rules had their place. They kept us from unraveling.
Rick RiordanSo let me get this straight,” Carter said. “The two guys you liked—one who was dying and one who was off-limits because he’s a god—are now one guy, who isn’t dying and isn’t off-limits. And you’re complaining.
Rick RiordanI realized that anyone who dared to hurt me would suffer his full wrath, and Walt wasn’t going to hold him back.
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