Our camels plodded along. Katrina tried to kiss, or possibly spit on Hindenburg, and Hindenburg farted in response. I found this a depressing commentary on boy-girl relationships.
Rick RiordanStop smiling!โ she ordered. โI can see you, Carter. Ohโฆand, uh, hullo, Walt.โ The pot monster made squeaky grinding noises as it stood up straight. One clunky arm rose and tried to fix Sadieโs nonexistent hair. Leave it to Sadie to be self-conscious around boys, even when sheโs made out of pots and duct tape.
Rick RiordanI remembered what she'd told me in New York, about building something permanent, and I thought - just maybe - we were off to a good start.
Rick RiordanMost people call it The Book of the Dead,โ he told me. โRich Egyptians were always buried with a copy, so they could have directions through the Duat to the Land of the Dead. Itโs like an Idiotโs Guide to the Afterlife.
Rick RiordanMy name is Zia Rashid.โ She tilted her head as if listening. Right on cue, the entire building rumbled. Dust sprinkled from the ceiling, and the slithering sounds of scorpion doubled in volume behind us. โAnd right now,โ Zia continued, sounding a bit disappointed, โI must save your miserable lives.
Rick Riordan