BIANCA: What's the most illegal thing you can do with one dollar?
SARAH: Exchange it for a hundred pennies, put them all in a sock, and then beat someone to death with it.
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☠️.ೃ࿐ CHAPTER ELEVEN.ೃ࿐ 💎
( volume one ) the weight of living
xi ⚰️ Sarah Willoughby And The Monsters In Mexico
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She lets out a low whistle as she thinks back on the dream, she remembered it perfectly as she does with most dreams, especially the Demigod dreams. She can't believe she had done that, she's never spoken back to a God save her father but that was when she was still new. She certainly had never picked a fight with a God before because she knew she'd be the losing dog. And if she were ever going to pick a fight with a God, Lord Hermes would've been last on her list. And yet . . .
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Fanfiction🏛.ೃ࿐ Ⅰ.▌ THE SWORD OF DAMOCLES IS SWINGING ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ❝Through out the three centuries that Sarah's been apart of the Hunters, she's come to realize that being a Demigod thoroughly sucked. Growing...