Everything Happens For A Reason,

Staying Silent, Staying Away From Him... That Was The Hardest Thing I've Ever Done.

I Looked At Thalia. "you're Afraid Of Heights." Now That We Were Safely Down The Mountain, Her Eyes Had Their Usual Angry Look. "don't Be Stupid." That Explains Why You Freaked Out On Apollo's Bus. Why You Didn't Want To Talk About It." She Took A Deep Breath. Then She Brushed The Pine Needles Out Of Her Hair. "if You Tell Anyone, I Swear—" No, No," I Said. "that's Cool. It's Just… The Daughter Of Zeus, The Lord Of The Sky, Afraid Of Heights?

Then She Did Something That Really Surprised Me. She Blinked Back Tears And Put Out Her Arms. I Stepped Forward And Hugged Her. Butterflies Started Turning My Stomach Into A Mosh Pit. "hey, It's... It's Okay." I Patted Her Back. I Was Aware Of Everything In The Room. I Felt Like I Could Read The Tiniest Print On Any Book On The Shelves. Annabeth's Hair Smelled Like Lemon Soap. She Was Shivering.

You Must Forge Your Own Path For It To Mean Anything.

In The Old Legends, Arachne Had Gotten Into Trouble Because Of Pride. She’d Bragged About Her Tapestries Being Better Than Athena’s, Which Had Led To Mount Olympus’s First Reality Tv Punishment Program: 'so You Think You Can Weave Better Than A Goddess?' Arachne Had Lost In A Big Way.