The False Doors-- our Egyptian doors for death to pass through. Image credit: Various sites on Google Images, meaning, I forgot where. ._.
I went through the Doors of Death today.
Okay, I didn’t really. So don’t worry, I’m not dead. Nor am I using the free Wifi in the Underworld (Thanatos hogs it with his fancy iPad...meanie) thanks to...my extremely obnoxious friends.
But I’m not here to talk about my weird Friends with lots of issues. I came to intertwine series. And give some new ideas to the Doors of Death.
Let’s start very beginningly-ish with The Lost Hero. Well, I’ll start with the END of the Lost Hero actually. The part where Jason died? Oh yeah. He died. Like, really actually dead. But why is he still alive?...
They were still together, but for how long, Percy didn't know.
Percy's free hand grappled at the air, while his other hand clung to Annabeth's sweaty, pale hand, as the world around him got darker and darker, and the light above them, marking his friend's silhouettes got smaller until it was only a tiny pin point, and then it was gone.
A feeling of freefall was not a new to him. But the feeling of freefalling into Tartarus, the endless cesspool of evil, was entirely new. Percy wasn't one of those daredevils that went sky...