You Must Forge Your Own Path For

Percy Tried To Remember. He Really Did. For Some Reason, Annabeth And He Had Visited A Spa And Decided To Destroy It. He Couldn't Imagine Why. Maybe They Hadn't Like The Deep-tissue Massage? Maybe They'd Gotten Bad Manicures?

Fish Ponies! I Put Them On The Ceiling!" -tyson

She Had To Face The Fact That She Couldn't Protect Everyone She Loved. She Couldn't Solve Every Problem.

I Turned To Dionysus. "you Cured Him?" "madness Is My Specialty. It Was Quite Simple." "but...you Did Something Nice. Why?" He Raised And Eyebrow. "i Am Nice! I Simple Ooze Niceness, Perry Johansson. Haven't You Noticed?

Wouldn't That Put A Twist In Your Toga?