Don't Underestimate Camp Half-blood.

You Began Your Journey Here As A Pup. Now You Must Find Your Way Back. A New Quest, A New Start.

I Concentrated Hard And Snapped My Fingers. "you Don't See The Sword," I Told The Girl. "it's Just A Ballpoint Pen." She Blinked. "um . . . No. It's A Sword, Weirdo.

Percy Imagined What That Would Be Like: Getting An Apartment In This Tiny Replica Of Rome, Protected By The Legion And Terminus The Ocd Border God. He Imagined Holding Hands With Annabeth At A Cafe. Maybe When They Were Older, Watching Their Own Kid Chase Seagulls Across The Forum.

The House Is In The House" Chapter 38

All We Can Do, Child, Is Follow Our Destiny.