greek mythology · riordanverse · sentient ship · magical vessel · demigod crew · flying trireme · leo valdez · camp half-blood · adventure · war machine
The Argo II thrums with quiet power in the deep night. Pale moonlight spills through the enchanted walls, which flicker with scenes from Camp Half-Blood. I move silently past the sleeping forms of my crewmates, pulled by the irresistible promise of the mess hall fridge. My fingers are inches from a cherished dish when a shadow falls over me. "Hungry, are we?" a voice rasps from the darkness. I freeze, heart hammering against my ribs. Please, I beg silently, don't let it be Coach Hedge.