THE Three Fates themselves took Luke's body.
Cassie had always been scared of them, of the sheer power they held at their old and withered fingers. How and who they decided the suffering.
One of them looked at her, the image flicked to a hero- that didn't look quite like Cassie- descending into madness, with Karios in her hand.
And then she twenty, laughing somewhere grabbing a broken heel. Then she was a middle-aged woman, with a long braid, cooking what looked like fresh-baked cookies. Then she turned old and withered, when she smiled all her face contorted with lines from old age.
All the strength left her body, and she saw her own tombstone and an open grave, a coffin being lowered into the ground, flowers littering the space around.
All that happened in less than a second.
It is done, the Fate said.
She held up the snippet of blue yarn and simply snapped it with their scissors.
As if lives haven't been lost, as if war- and all that in entailed- hadn't occurred over that string of yarn.
They gathered up Luke's body, wrapped in a whiteand-green shroud, and began carrying it out of the throne room.
"Wait," Hermes said.
Cassie thought about May Castellan, alone in her kitchen, baking cookies and making sandwiches for a son who would never come home.
Hermes unwrapped Luke's face and kissed his forehead.
He murmured some words in Ancient Greek- a final blessing.
"Farewell," he whispered. Then he nodded and allowed the Fates to carry away his son's body.
The gods fixed the throne room at surprising speed- even for divine creatures, and then the rest of the campers joined them at Olympus.
"Cassie!" Connor hugged Cassie, squeezing the life out of her.
Travis joined the hug, "it's been wild."
She grinned, "you tell me."
Everyone joined together, even Micheal Yew, who came up to Cassie, ( Travis had gone to find Katie- and Connor to gods knew where ).
He looked at his feet and then at Cassie, "I'm glad you're not dead."
She stared at the ceiling and then at him, and then decided, scratch this. "I suppose you're not a total idiot Micheal, I'm glad you didn't die."
"Yeah, you're not a bimbo either," he admitted, "maybe one would even say we're even friends?
She shrugged, "wanna be friends?"
He shrugged in the same nonchalant way, like her, "would love to."
Nico di Angelo came into Olympus to a hero's welcome, his father right behind him, despite the fact that Hades was only supposed to visit Olympus on winter solstice.
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