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Annabeth’s face, her blond hair and gray eyes, the way she laughed, threw her arms around him, and gave him a kiss whenever he did something stupid. She must have kissed me a lot, Percy thought. He feared that if he spoke about that memory to anyone, it would evaporate like a dream. He couldn’t risk that.
“Life is only precious because it ends, kid. Take it from a god. You mortals don’t know how lucky you are.”
“I’m fine!” Percy yelled as he ran by, followed by a giant screaming bloody murder.
