Ah, Calypso. Gaea raised her arms as if for a hug. Still here, I see, despite the gods' promises. Why do you think that is, my dear grandchild? Are the Olympians becoming spiteful, leaving you with no company except this undergrown fool? Or have they simply forgotten you, because you are not worth their time?
Calypso started straight through the swirling face of Gaea, all the way to the horizon.

Auteur: Rick Riordan