Percy
"O' Fates, sing to me, for I now plead,
A chance to alter what you have decreed."
Fates
" O' Little Siren, your wish has been heard,
A twist of fate, a new path is conferred.
These yarns have once been cut and snipped,
But mend them now, where they had slipped.
Apollo
""O' Little Seer, your voice has been known,
Return to me, the seeds of wrath are sown"
Poseidon
"O' Son of Mine I hardly see,
The waves still whisper your destiny,
Though the blood of mine is a gift and curse,
I claim you now, for better or for worse.
Chapter 15 is starting the plot climb!
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Sight and Song
FanfictionPercy Jackson never cried, never cooed, and never spoke. To his mother, he was a silent miracle-a child who seemed to feel the world rather than respond to it. But beneath the quiet exterior lay something far more profound: an understanding of thing...
