Knowledge Of Any Value Can't Be Given.

In The Center Stood A Marble Alter, Where A Kid In A Toga Was Doing Some Sort Of Ritual In Front Of A Massive Golden Statue Of The Big Dude Himself:jupiter The Sky God, Dressed In A Silk Xxxl Purple Toga, Holding A Lightning Bolt. "it Doesn't Look Like That," Percy Muttered. "what?" Hazel Asked. "the Master Bolt," Percy Said. "what Are You Talking About?" "i-" Percy Frowned. For A Second, He'd Thought He Remembered Something. Now It Was Gone. "nothing, I Guess.

Poseidon Held Out His Arms And Gave Me A Hug. I Realized, A Little Embarrassed, That I'd Never Actually Hugged My Dad Before. He Was Warm—like A Regular Human—and He Smelled Of A Salty Beach And Fresh Sea Air.

How Did You Die?" "we Er....drowned In A Bathtub." "all Three Of You?" "it Was A Big Bathtub.

Even From Far Away, I Could See People Being Chased By Hellhounds, Burned At The Stake, Forced To Run Naked Through Cactus Patches Or Listen To Opera Music.

It Doesn't Matter! From Waist Down, My Best Friend Is A Donkey.