Do Not Despair. Heroes Rarely Live Up

Coach Hedge Came Pounding Up The Stairs With Hazel At His Hooves. “where Are They?” He Demanded. “who Do I Kill?” “no Killing!” Annabeth Ordered. “just Defend The Ship!” “but They Interrupted A Chuck Norris Movie!

It Was If The City Knew About Percy's Dream Of Gaea. It Knew That The Earth Goddess Intended On Razing All Human Civilization, And This City, Which Had Stood For Thousands If Years, Was Saying Back At Her: You Wanna Dissolve This City, Dirt Face? Give It A Shot. In Other Words, It Was The Coach Hedge Of Mortal Cities- Only Taller.

You Deal With Mythological Stuff For A Few Years, You Learn That Paradises Are Usually Places Where You Get Killed.

Curse Hermes And His Multi-vitamins!

Back Up Shall We? When My Brother, The Crazy Chicken Warrior, Turned Into A Falcon And Went Up The Pyramid’s Chimney With His New Friend, The Fruit Bat, He Left Me Playing Nurse To Two Very Wounded People—which I Didn’t Appreciate, And Which I Wasn’t Particularly Good At.