BIANCA: Italics.
SARAH: Yeah, Italians.
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☠️.ೃ࿐ CHAPTER SIX .ೃ࿐ 💎
( volume one ) the weight of living
vi ⚰️ Someone Please Get Camp A New Oracle
▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄THAT NIGHT, SARAH DOES NOT SLEEP WELL AT ALL, THE NIGHTMARES SHE HAD DREADED FOR CENTURIES RETURN ⸺ KRONOS RETURNS TO TORMENT HER AFTER YEARS OF SILENCE. Everything about these nightmares are worse than she remembers. His voice sends shivers down her spine, the person he is speaking with terrifies her even more ⸺ Atlas, he is speaking with the titan, Atlas.
Luke is there too, he looks like his he is in excruciating pain, his blue eyes dart around, he holds back screams of pain. He is holding up the sky for Atlas, she realizes and Sarah wants nothing more than the run and help him with it but she finds that moving, even running is like wading through knee deep molasses.
"When Thorn gets down here with that Demigod brat, she will take your place. The brat will be the perfect bait for that damned Goddess, she always did have a soft spot for young maidens," Atlas explains, barely sparing Luke a glance.
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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...