She Sacrificed Her Life To Make Things

Her Perfume Was A Mixture Of Roses And Tear Gas.

The Images From The Book You Make In Your Head Are Always Going To Be The Best Images.

Right Before The Game, She Strolled Up To Me. "hey, Seaweed Brain." "will You Stop Calling Me That?" She Knows I Hate That Name, Mostly Because I Never Have A Good Comeback. She's The Daughter Of Athena, Which Doesn't Give Me A Lot Of Ammunition. I Mean, "owl-head" And "wise Girl" Are Kind Of Lame Insults.

Gods Forbid If She Ever Broke Up With Him. She'd Never Be Able To Visit The Sea Again Without Remembering Her Broken Heart. Annabeth About Percy

Entertain Me, Heroes Of Olympus. Give Me A Reason To Do More." Bacchus To Percy And Jason