Twelve Minutes. I Can Give You That.

Earthshaker, Stormbreaker, Father Of Horses. Hail, Perseus Jackson, Son Of The Sea God

What Are You Talking About?" Narcissus Demanded. "i Am Amazing. Everyone Knows This." "amazing At Pure Suck," Leo Said. "if I Was As Suck As You, I'd Drown Myself. Oh Wait, You Already Did That.

Maybe, Standing Next To The Obelisk Of Ma’at, Surrounded By The Sea Of Chaos, We Both Realized That Restraining Ourselves From Vengeance Is What Made Us Different From Apophis. Rules Had Their Place. They Kept Us From Unraveling.

"monkey Bars," Annabeth Said. "i'm Great At These." She Leaped Onto To The First Rung And Started Swinging Her Way Across. She Was Scared Of Tiny Spiders, But Not Of Plummeting To Her Death From A Set Of Monkey Bars. Go Figure.

Survive First. Figure Out Crayon Drawing Of Destiny Later.