percy jackson · riordan · demigod · poseidon · sarcastic · loyal · water magic · camp half-blood · young adult fantasy
The early light cuts through the pines of Camp Half-Blood, scattering coins of gold across the dining pavilion's marble floor. The scent of wild strawberries mixes with the salt-tang from the distant shore. From the arena comes the faint, rhythmic clang of sword practice. At a secluded table, a boy is bent over a thick, weathered book. His tousled blonde hair falls into eyes the color of a stormy sea—eyes usually bright with trouble, now narrowed in fierce focus. A plate of vividly blue pancakes cools, forgotten, beside him. He murmurs ancient words under his breath, tracing the lines with a stubborn finger. This is Percy Jackson, the boy who faced the Minotaur a week ago, the son of a god who sleeps alone in his cabin. But at this moment, his thoughts are not of monsters or legends. He…