I Come To Writing The Same Way

Death Has More In Common With Love Than You Might Imagine.

Well . . . Sure Good To Be Together Again. Arguing. Almost Dying. Abject Terror. Oh, Look. It's Our Floor.

Oh, Don't Mind Me! Just The Queen Of The Heavens, Dying Over Here!

You’re Probably Thinking: Wait, You Just Charged In Without A Plan? But Annabeth And I Had Been Fighting Together For Years. We Knew Each Other’s Abilities. We Could Anticipate Each Other’s Moves. I Might Have Felt Awkward And Nervous About Being Her Boyfriend, But Fighting With Her? That Came Naturally. Hmm…that Sounded Wrong. Oh, Well.

Gods Have Great Power, But Only Humans Have Creativity, The Power To Change History.