A Half-Blood of the eldest gods, Shall reach sixteen against all odds
And see the world in endless sleep
The Hero's soul, cursed blade shall reap
A single choice shall end his days
Olympus to preserve or raze.

“Percy was waiting for them. He looked mad.He stood at the edge of the glacier, …”

“I see murky visions of other gods and rival magic."That REALLY didn't sound goo…”

“Stars," she whispered. "I can see the stars again, my lady."A tear trickled dow…”

“Annabeth looked at me. " We have to get out of here." " You think I want to be …”