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Together, magician and demigod must face Serapis, a terrifying god who dr. Percy Jackson & The Kane Chronicles Crossover Series, Book 2 · Percy Jackson . Baixar Livro A Coroa de Ptolomeu - Rick Riordan em PDF, ePub e Mobi ou Percy Jackson / Kane Chronicles The Staff of Serapis - Rick Riordan Heróis Do. Demigods and Magicians: Three Stories from the World of Percy Jackson and the Kane Read online, or download in secure EPUB format. Contains the short stories The Son of Sobek, The Staff of Serapis and The Crown of Ptolemy.
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Who are the other four mentioned in the prophecy?
The answer may lie in another camp miles away, where a new camper has shown up and appears to be the son of Neptune, god of the sea… With an ever-expanding cast of brave-hearted heroes and formidable foes, this second book in The Heroes of Olympus series offers all of the action, pathos, and humor that Rick Riordan fans crave. Annabeth hopes that the sight of their praetor Jason on deck will reassure the Romans that the visitors from Camp Half-Blood are coming in peace.
In her pocket Annabeth carries a gift from her mother that came with an unnerving demand: Follow the Mark of Athena. Avenge me. Annabeth already feels weighed down by the prophecy that will send seven demigods on a quest to find—and close— the Doors of Death.
What more does Athena want from her?
Does he still need his old friends? As the daughter of the goddess of war and wisdom, Annabeth knows she was born to be a leader, but never again does she want to be without Seaweed Brain by her side.
This is our son. I have named him Perseus. The word Perseus meant avenger or destroyer, depending on how you interpreted it. The king did not want the kid growing up to hang out with Iron Man and the Hulk and, from the way Danae was glaring at him, the king had a pretty good idea who she wanted destroyed. The king's worst fear about the prophecy was coming true - which was kind of stupid, because if he hadn't been such a butt-brain and locked up his daughter, it never would've happened.
But that's the way prophecies work. You try to avoid the trap, and in doing so you end up building the trap yourself and stepping right into it. Acrisius wanted to murder Danae and the little boy. That was the safest bet. But there was that whole taboo thing about killing your family.
Annoying detail! Also if Danae was telling the truth and Perseus was the son of Zeus ,,, well, angering the lord of the universe wasn't going to help Acrisius's life expectancy. Acrisius decided to try something else. He ordered his guards to find a large wooden box with a hinged lid. He had some airholes drilled in the top, just to show he was a nice guy, then he stuffed Danae and her infant son inside, nailed the lid shut and had the box tossed into the sea.
He figured he wasn't killing them directly. Maybe they would perish from thirst and hunger. Maybe a nice storm would smash them to pieces and drown them. Whatever happened, it wouldn't be his fault! The king went back to the palace and slept well for the first time in years. Nothing like condemning your daughter and grandson to a slow, horrible death to really ease your mind. If you're an airhole like Acrisius, that is.
Meanwhile, inside the wooden box, Danae prayed to Zeus. I don't mean to bother you, but my dad kicked me out. I'm in a box. In the middle of the sea. And Perseus is with me. So ,,, yeah. If you could call me back or text me or something, that would be great.
He sent cool gentle rain that trickled through the airholes and provided Danae and the baby with fresh water to drink. He persuaded his brother, the sea god Poseidon, to calm the waves and change the currents so the box would have a smooth journey.
Poseidon even caused little sardines to leap onto the box and wriggle through the airholes so Danae could enjoy fresh sushi. My dad, Poseidon, is awesome that way. So, instead of drowning or dying of thirst, Danae and Perseus survived just fine. After a few days, the S. Wooden Box approached the shore of an island called Seriphos, about a hundred miles east of Argos. Danae and the baby still might have died, because that box lid was nailed shut tight. Fortunately, a fisherman named Dictys happened to be sitting on the beach, mending his nets after a hard day of pulling in the fish.
Dictys saw this huge wooden box bobbing on the tide and thought, Whoa, that's weird. He waded into the water with his nets and hooks, and dragged the box to the beach. Inside sat Danae and baby Perseus - both of them grubby and tired and smelling like day-old sushi, but very much alive. Dictys helped them out and gave them some bread and water.
Oh boy, Danae thought, more bread and water! The fisherman asked Danae what had happened to her. She decided to go light on the details.
After all, she didn't know where she was, or if the local king was a friend of her dad's. For all she knew, she'd landed in Hackensack. She just told Dictys that her father had kicked her out because she'd fallen in love and had a child without his permission. He believed her immediately. Despite Danae's grubby appearance, he could tell she was beautiful enough to attract a god. And, from the way she talked and her general composure, he guessed she was a princess.
Dictys wanted to help her and the little baby, but he had a lot of conflicting emotions. He's the king of this island. He would probably welcome Danae a little too warmly. Danae frowned. I mean, no offence. Fishermen are cool. She was uneasy about seeking help from King Polydectes, but she didn't see another option, unless she wanted to stay on the beach and make a hut out of her box. In fact, maybe rub some more sand on your face.
Put some seaweed in your hair.
Looming above all the other buildings was the king's palace - a mass of white marble columns and sandstone walls, with banners flying from the turrets and a bunch of thuggish-looking guards at the gate. Danae started to wonder if living in a box on the beach wasn't such a bad idea, but she followed her fisherman friend into the throne room. King Polydectes sat on a solid bronze throne that must have offered little in the way of lower-back support. Behind him, the walls were festooned with war trophies: You know, the usual decor to brighten up an audience chamber.
It looks like you finally caught something worthwhile in your fishing nets! The guards hustled the poor fisherman away. Polydectes leaned towards Danae. His grin didn't make him look any friendlier, since he had some nasty crooked teeth. He wasn't fooled by Danae's ragged clothes, the sand on her face, the seaweed and tiny sardines in her hair or the bundle of rags she was holding.
Why was she holding that bundle? Was it her carry-on bag? Polydectes could see how beautiful the girl was. Those eyes were gorg Automatyczne logowanie Zarejestruj. Zaloguj Anuluj.