Entry tags:

annabeth chase, hazel levesque, luke castellan, percy jackson, xena

I dreamt too much last night. More than I've dreamed so far and it's all really jumbled together. First of all, don't get into a cab if your drivers share only one eye. Camp was attacked by a Colchis Bull and Chiron got fired as head of camp. Tyson ended up being Cyclops and my half brother. That was a surprise. Didn't realize that cyclopses were also songs of Poseidon. We had a chariot rave and got attacked again by big greek birds with razor shark feathers. And this is all because of magic that shields the camp is breaking down cause of Thalia's tree dying since Luke someone poisoned it. Of course there ended up being a prophecy for a quest to find the cure. The Golden Fleece.

You shall sail the iron ship with warriors of bone,
You shall find what you seek and make it your own,
But despair for your life entombed within stone,
And fail without friends, to fly home alone.

Clarisse, the daughter of Ares, was chosen to go on the quest, but me, Annabeth and Tyson left to go find Grover and to try and get the fleece before Clarisse after I ended up getting supplies from Hermes.

My head hurts now. Too much. I think I should lay down.