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I wish I could kill all the giants by dragging them across the border from Alaska into Canada but He shrugged. Percys right well need the gods. Piper gazed at the walls. She really wished Leo hadnt enchanted them with images of Camp HalfBlood. It was like a doorway to home that she could never go through. She watched the hearth of Hestia burning in the middle of the green as the cabins turned off their lights for curfew. She dered how the Roman demigods Frank and Hazel felt about those images. Theyd never even been to Camp HalfBlood. Did it seem alien to them or unfair that Camp Jupiter wasnt represented Did it make them miss their own home The other lines of the prophecy turned in Pipers mind. What was a woven jail How could ts snuff out an angels breath The key to endless death didnt sound very cheerful either. So Leo pushed his chair away from the table. First things first I guess. Well have to put down in the morning to finish repairs.
Someplace close to a city Annabeth suggested in case we need supplies. But somewhere out of the way so the Romans will have trouble finding us. Any ideas No one spoke. Piper remembered her vision in the knife: the strange man in purple holding out a goblet and beckoning to her. Hed been standing in front of a sign that read TOPEKA 32. Well she ventured how do you guys feel about Kansas Piper had trouble falling asleep. Coach Hedge spent the first hour after curfew doing his nightly duty walking up and down the passageway yelling Lights out Settle down Try to sneak out and Ill smack you back to Long Island He banged his baseball bat against a cabin door whenever he heard a noise shouting at everyone to go to sleep which made it impossible for anyone to go to sleep. Piper figured this was the most fun the satyr had had since hed pretended to be a gym teacher at the Wilderness School. She stared at the bronze beams on the ceiling. Her cabin was pretty cozy. Leo had programmed their quarters to adjust automatically to the occupants preferred temperature so it was never too cold or too hot. The mattress and the pillows were stuffed with pegasus down (no pegasi were harmed in the making of these products Leo had assured her) so they were übercomfortable. A bronze lantern hung from the ceiling glog at whatever brightness Piper wished. The lanterns sides were perforated with pinholes so at night glimmering constellations drifted across her walls. Piper had so many things on her mind she thought shed never sleep. But there was something peaceful about the rocking of the boat and the drone of the aerial oars as they scooped through the sky. Finally her eyelids got heavy and she drifted off. It seemed like only a few seconds had passed before she woke to the breakfast bell. Yo Piper Leo knocked on her door. Were landing Landing She sat up groggily. Leo opened her door and poked his head in. He had his hand over his eyes which wouldve been a nice gesture if he hadnt been peeking through his fingers. You decent Leo Sorry. He grinned. Hey nice Power Ranger jammies. They are not Power Rangers Theyre Cherokee eagles Yeah sure. Anyway were setting down a few miles outside Topeka as requested. And um He glanced out in the passageway then leaned inside again. Thanks for not hating me about blog up the Romans yesterday. Piper rubbed her eyes. The feast in New Rome had been only yesterday Thats okay Leo. You werent in control of yourself. Yeah but stillyou didnt have to stick up for me. Are you ding Youre like the annoying little brother I never had. Of course Ill stick up for you.

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