annabeth chase u will always be famous
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Consider:
You are a nymph, longing for your days of hunting with the Goddess Artemis. Everything crumbled around you when you fell in love with a beautiful dryad, a goddess in her own right.
You’ve been cast out, your true and only love held against you. You hold her hand, and she calls you beautiful. You’re slowly turning into moss, it is your last few moments alive.
You become moss, and from the moss grow two trees, forever intertwined.
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Inktober day4: tentacles
What a brilliant sorcerer!
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woke up thinking about annabeth im so tired i’m gonna sleep a lil longer and finish my hw. i thought summer courses were supposed to be EASYY
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Pipabeth cus I cant stop thinking about them
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