Dreams and Horrors

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I was in the midst of battle. On one side was a weak number of teens. One the other side was a powerful amount of monsters, people and god-like creatures.

The shuddered. Luke was within the army of larger numbers, sitting on a throne resting on flat plank of wood with two decorated poles sticking out being carried by four horrendous looking beasts...I was next to him, on an equally exquisite throne, wearing heavy armor, with my celestial bronze dagger resting on my hip, next to a sword I haven't seen before. Luke turned to me, his gold eyes stabbing my heart, there was no warmth or care in the golden pools.

"This is all your fault. You did this. And I'm going to fix it."

He turned back as I watched a single arrow shoot through the demigods defenses, piercing through two kids in one shot.

I felt faint, blacking out and waking up, sweaty, in my red covers.

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