I Guess It Started In London, The

No Doubt Carter Would Describe The Underground City In Excruciating Detail, With Exact Measurements Of Each Room, Boring History On Every Statue And Hieroglyph, And Background Notes On The Construction Of The Magical Headquarters Of The House Of Life. I Will Spare You That Pain. It's Big. It's Full Of Magic. It's Underground. There. Sorted.

Young People Don't Always Do What They're Told, But If They Can Pull It Off And Do Something Wonderful, Sometimes They Escape Punishment.

I Plucked A Ruby Off The Nearest Plant And Threw It At Hades.

Green Grass Breaks Through Snow, Artemis Pleads For My Help, I Am So Cool.

Do You Think Me Cruel?” Neith Asked. “oh, Yes, I Collect The Pockets Of My Enemies.” “horrifying,” I Said. “i Didn’t Know Demons Had Pockets.” “oh, Yes.” Neith Glanced In Either Direction, Apparently To Be Sure No One Was Eavesdropping. “you Just Have To Know Where To Look.