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and that was the thing about percy, she kept surviving with bullet 
holes in her lungs &&. knife marks itched on her back she never let anything get in her way. she was resilient, a fighter, not by choice 
but a warrior at heart. heavy was the crown she wore on top of her 
head yet she wore it as if it were light as a feather. there was strength 
in her loving heart, determination in her eyes that looked as if it were 
the vile yet peaceful ocean &&. the will to survive resided within her 
soul. it's not that she was born brave. it's not that she was born strong. it was that the universe decided that percy would have nothing but grit, fire && steel coursing through her veins. she'll be tested, this cosmic mettle of hers. she'll face trial after trial, be broken && damaged in countless ways  .  .  .  [  ♡︎  ━━   persephone 'percy' jackson. the true 
daughter of poseidon, the god of the seven seas. ]


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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀.⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ °⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⋆
          ⠀⠀⠀⠀  ⠀⠀⠀⠀ •⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀hey, i'm a 𝑝𝑜𝑠𝑒𝑖𝑑𝑜𝑛 kid. i can't 
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀d̶r̶o̶w̶n̶. and neither can my 𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀• ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀*⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀°
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she was in love with the serene
brutality of the ocean, in love with
the electric power she felt with 
each breath of wet, briny air.