Go Chase A Donut. -Percy Jackson.
The taller they are, the longer they fall.
Percy, we're going to Polyphemus' island! Polyphemus is an S-i-k...a C-y-k..." She stamped her foot in frustration. As smart as she was, Annabeth was dyslexic, too. We could've been there all night while she tried to spell Cyclops. "You know what I mean!
Sounds like a plan worthy of Athena.
Hey, ugly!" Annabeth yelled. I hoped she was talking to the giant, not me.
I couldn't help thinking about my dream, with Annabeth crumpled and lifeless in Luke's arms. Here I was rescuing baby monsters, but I couldn't save my friend.