An eerie wail pierces the night. But this is not what wakes Percy up. It’s the tug on his bedsheets that do the trick. Percy sleepily drags the bedsheets over himself. And drifts right back to sleep. The clock reads 4: 00am. But it’s not Percy who sees this. It’s the thing tugging on his … Continue reading The Crucifixion of Percy
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