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𝒞𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐎𝐍𝐄
❝ 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒂𝒖𝒓 ❞
























































— “The newcomer always gives

— “The newcomer always gives

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me a weird feeling.” —




































From the moment our eyes met, it felt like the universe whispered, ‘Finally.’






















































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OOK, It was never my intention to be a child of the gods, I didn't even know that my dad. MY dad was a god.

Honestly, I was raised in a household who never believed in gods or even Greek mythology, but here I am an unclaimed half-blood while my older sister is a tree that grows pinecones—but her tree is the reason why we're safe. My brother, you may ask? I don't know.

I've lived in the Hermes cabin ever since, and I still get goosebumps every time I realize that they're dad is the god of thieves. But on the bright side, they're kind and welcoming, well, half of them.

Luke was the most nicest person I've ever met—he was my ride or die, I would always tell my craziest experiences that I had all summer and that includes Annabeth too.

Also, my name is Lunaria Grace, and I'm twelve years old, I know that I could start anywhere in my story but I just wanted to share how I got to Camp Half-Blood safely because of my sister Thalia, I was only three when me and Thalia ran from home.

It was a tough journey but we eventually got through all that crap, it all happened when I was seven, when my sister Thalia found Luke then Annabeth next who was the same age as me, traveling alone. Also trying to find camp half-blood.

The bad news was Grover's task was to only bring Thalia to camp, Grover was a nice guy. He couldn't bring to leave Demigods roaming around when there's monsters almost everywhere around us so he also took us with him.

I will always remember the monsters that killed her. It was three Furies and an army of hellhounds, just because she was a child of the big three.

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐌𝐒 | p. jackson¹Where stories live. Discover now