"all powers have two sides: the power to create and the power to destroy. we must recognize them both, but invest our gifts on the side of creation"- Robin Wall Kimmerer (Braiding Sweetgrass)
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in which a daughter of Apollo strives to truly know he...
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@themarymagdalene presents center place— percy jackson and the olympians
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When Percy arrived back from Olympus, the entire camp burned their shrouds. Kiwáni's had been carefully crafted by her two brothers, who had covered it in shimmering golden suns and arrows, the glitter making it look as though they were moving across the fabric. It was nice, knowing how much they cared for her, and knew her well enough to make something she would look good dying in.
Kiwáni looked over at Percy's shroud, which had been done by the Ares cabin, and had to laugh. The thing looked as though it was covered in blood, and there were subtle drawn faces with their eyes crossed out. Guess word had finally gotten out.
They also had another bonfire, something that pleased the daughter of Apollo. This time, the girl thrust the guitar into the hands of Michael, and only gave him a slight shrug when he complained. She took a seat next to Percy when the night came, allowing the orange fire light to cast shadows across the both of them as they sung along and ate s'mores.
"Oh here, I forgot to return this to you," Percy muttered, and held up the girl's necklace to the fire light.
Kiwáni gasped. "Oh you brought it back. I hadn't realized. Been so focused on everything else..."
The girl quickly grabbed it from the boy's fingers, and clasped it around her neck. She felt the familiar cold sensation of the chain return back to her neck, and she ran her fingers across it to check for any damages. "Thank you so much, I don't know what I'd do if..."
The girl stopped, and her fingers touched something different. She looked down, but could not see the necklace fully. "What did you do to it?"
