Grand Buildings Made Her Feel Better--maybe Because

Some Pain Shouldn’t Be Wished Away So Easily. It Has To Be Dealt With, Even Embraced.

I Play Dodgeball With Cannibals (chapter 2)

Mythologically Speaking, If There's Anything I Hate Worse Than Trios Of Old Ladies, It's Bulls. Last Summer, I Fought The Minotaur On Top Of Half-blood Hill. This Time What I Saw Up There Was Even Worse: Two Bulls. And Not Just Regular Bulls - Bronze Ones The Size Of Elephants. And Even That Wasn't Bad Enough. Naturally They Had To Breathe Fire, Too.

Seriously, Who Curses You With Their Dying Breath And Says, I Hope Your Eye Twitches!

I Thought Maybe He Was Seeing Another Tree. - Juniper