Willow
I tried to gain balance atop the statue. "Hurry up!" Woodrow signed. "Keep distracting her!" I signed back. He hit the lady on top of her head with a stick. Her snakes hissed. Ugh, I thought. I couldn't get her to stay still. I finally got a target and almost let go of the arrow. The lady said sweetly, "Oh Willow, don't resist. You can be a part of my collection." I tried so hard not to look at her face. I resisted the urge and let go of the arrow.
Okay, let me back up.
My name is Willow Castillo,(yes, I know. Ir rhymes.) and I believe that I am a demigod. Woodrow is my companion satyr,
And we're journeying to Camp Half-Blood. I have a special kind of power...I can see things that are happening right in front of me even if my eyes are closed. For example, my eyes could be closed and you can be in front of me and I would still be able to see you. Second off, I can also speak sign language. My mother was deaf. My father, however, I've learned, is a god. As to who he is, I've got nothing. I carry my magic bow with me that I've had since I was little. My mother gave it to me when I was five. So anyway, here we are. Woodrow and I were fighting the one and only.....
(Drum role please)
Medusa.
Yeah, I know big deal. I've never really ever fought monsters before, but apparently, from Woodrow, " I aced it".
After we finished cleaning up the gorgon's head. We decided I sleep for the night in her...lair, perhaps.
Soon enough I realized that was a bad idea.
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