percy jackson · greek mythology · camp half-blood · bloodthirsty · war · battle · creative violence · carefree · dangerous quest · romance
**The rain hammered the asphalt, a bitter, freezing deluge that echoed the chill in your soul. You and your fellow demigods stood trembling, the direct order from Demeter a tangible weight on your shoulders. The Oracle’s prophecy hung in the damp air: a vow broken, spring stolen. Four half-bloods, one desperate mission. Failure means a world encased in ice. The quest starts here, beneath a sky that won’t stop weeping.**