Wisdom's daughter walks alone—”
“Ella!” Frank stood suddenly. “Maybe it's not the best time—”
“The Mark of Athena burns through Rome,” Ella continued, cupping her hands over her ears and raising her voice. “Twins snuff out the angel's breath, Who holds the key to endless death. Giants' bane stands gold and pale, Won with pain from a woven jail.

Auteur: Rick Riordan

Wisdom's daughter walks alone—”<br />“Ella!” Frank stood suddenly. “Maybe it's not the best time—”<br /><i>“The Mark of Athena burns through Rome,”</i> Ella continued, cupping her hands over her ears and raising her voice. <i>“Twins snuff out the angel's breath, Who holds the key to endless death. Giants' bane stands gold and pale, Won with pain from a woven jail.</i> - Rick Riordan


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