The Princess Andromeda.
That's what it's called.
That sickening ship filled to the brim with monsters.
I hate it.
It's hard to believe anyone would create such a monstrosity, and I don't even want to think about what happened to the poor mortals that were aboard before they were overrun.
I was invited to go look, but I don't want to. I can't stand to pretend I think it's okay, when the very thought sickens me. I don't want this anymore. I don't want to fight.
Even if Kronos is a benevolent ruler (which I doubt), the path to victory is too strained with blood and tears to be worth it. I'm still afraid that if I say I'm over with this, I won't be set free.
I'm not ready to die.
I don't think I ever will be.
All I can think of now is the scythe charm dangling from my charm bracelet, the bracelet Charlie made me for my birthdays. That stupid charm shouldn't be there.
And Charlie. Wonderful, kind, Charlie. My best friend, the one who always believes in me. I don't like lying to him, letting him think I'm brave and sweet, when I'm reality I'm a traitor.
Clarisse is yelling at us to get ready for Capture the Flag. I love that girl, but if you get her mad... well, I'd rather not find out what happens.
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