Five syllables," Apollo said, counting them on his fingers. "That would be real bad.
The Last OlympianThe world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive.
The Last OlympianUm, dad?" I called "How's it going?" "Percy!" Annabeth whispered. "We're in a hurry!
The Last OlympianI could read the great books but the great books don't interest me.
The Last Night of the Earth PoemsThe sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but its echo endures much longer.
The Last PromiseHis distress and pleasure mixed and married, giving birth to several anxious children.
The Last SummerThere's always a way if you're not in a hurry.
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