The whole campfire idea freaked Piper out. It made her think of that huge purple bonfire in the dreams, and her father tied to a stake. What she got instead was almost as terrifying: a sing-along.
Rick RiordanMy fatal flaw is hubris. The brown stuff they spread on veggie sandwiches? No, seaweed brain. That's hummus. Hubris is worse. What could be worse than hummus?
Rick RiordanWe had enough quite enough snobbery in this world without exporting it to the hereafter.
Rick RiordanI touched the combination lock. I concentrated so hard I felt like I was dead-lifting five hundred pounds. My pulse quickening. A line of sweat trickled down my nose. Finally I felt gears turning. Metal groaned, tumblers clicked, and the bolts popped back. Carefully avoiding the handle, I pried open the door with my fingertips and extracted an unbroken vial of green liquid. Hal exhaled. Thalia kissed me on the cheek, which she probably shouldn't haven't done while I was holding a tube of deadly poison. "You are so good," she said. Did that make the risk worth? Yeah, pretty much.
Rick RiordanWhat exactly did you find in Atlanta?โ Frank unzipped his backpack and started bringing out souvenirs. โSome peach preserves. A couple of T-shirts. A snow globe. And, um, these not-really-Chinese handcuffs.โ Annabeth forced herself to stay calm. โHow about you start from the topโof the story, not the backpack.
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