Percy Jackson is 213 when Camp Half Blood is destroyed for good.
It's all in flames.
Like the vision he was shown by a titan many lifetimes ago.
The grief he should feel isn't there.
It's just another place.
He doesn't remember how it was once his home.
That was so long ago.
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The Life of Percy Jackson
FanfictionThis is the saddest thing I have ever seen/read about Percy Jackson. I just had to share it. THIS DOES NOT BELONG TO ME I FOUND IT ON PINTEREST AND HAD TO SHARE THANK YOU WHOEVER WROTE THIS Please enjoy 》》》DISCLAMER《《《 This will make you cry Unless...
