Let The World Honor You,

Hermes's Shoulders Sagged. "they'll Try, Percy. Oh, We'll All Try To Keep Our Promise. And Maybe For A While Things Will Get Better. But We Gods Have Never Been Good At Keeping Oaths. You Were Born Because Of A Broken Promise, Eh? Eventually We'll Become Forgetful. We Always Do." "you Can Change." Hermes Laughed. "after Three Thousand Years, You Think The Gods Can Change Their Nature?" "yeah," I Said. "i Do.

If You Don't Like It You Can Kiss My Quiver

Oh, Don't Mind Me! Just The Queen Of The Heavens, Dying Over Here!

How Flattering,” I Grumbled. “my Soul Glows.

Oh, God,” I Said. “sorry, Sorry. Do I Die Now?” --sadie To Zia