(Everyone should have at least one friend with a movie star parent.) I say our private plane the chartered trip was actually a parting gift from our friend Piper McLean and her movie star father.
Sunset turned San Francisco Bay into a cauldron of molten copper as our private plane landed at Oakland Airport. What with the ghouls attacking us and everything. I would personally escort his coffin to Camp Jupiter and see him off with full honors. When it came to Jason Grace, my fallen friend and half brother, I wasn’t going to leave anything to chance. I am the god Apollo, and I order you to bury that thing. Finally, in 1960, I whispered in the ears of some influential people, Enough, already. Then his head falls off the pike where it’s been impaled for decades and gets passed around from collector to collector for almost three centuries like a disgusting souvenir snow globe. Then they decide they hate him, so they dig him up and “execute” his body. Have a little respect for the people you slaughter. Finally I convinced Zeus to pressure the big bully into returning Hector’s body to his parents so he could have a decent burial. He chariot-dragged the body of the Trojan champion Hector around the walls of the city for days. (I am over four thousand years old.) But I find it rude not to properly dispose of corpses.Īchilles during the Trojan War, for instance. It seems like a simple courtesy, doesn’t it? A warrior dies, you should do what you can to get their body back to their people for funerary rites.
When three are known and Tiber reached alive, To walk the path in thine own enemy’s boots. The cloven guide alone the way does know, To find the master of the swift white horseĪnd wrest from him the crossword speaker’s breath.ĭemeter’s daughter finds her ancient roots.
Through mazes dark to lands of scorching death Yet southward must the sun now trace its course, The changeling lord shall face a challenge dire, The words that memory wrought are set to fire,Įre new moon rises o’er the Devil’s Mount.
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