My Son Born For Greatness [On Hold For Some Time]

An old man sits infront of a fire silently listening to the crackle of the flames and,the sound of the turning page's from the hefty book he's reading closing the book and,looking upwards he watches as the clock strikes 12:00 quietly setting his book aside he speaks up.

"Oh I didn't notice you there well since your here why don't you come sit and,enjoy a story" the old man finished looking deep into the flame watching it closely as the ashes danced around making small ashen figures.

"This tale starts long ago in an age of God's;scared of anything that threatens their power or status" he spoke softly almost as if a wisp of wind gently passed by you.

"They had feeble mind's and,even weaker ego's transparent like glass and,easy to break" the man spoke aloud while waving his hand allowing the words to be pictured.

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The Percy Jackson series is owned by Rick Riordan.