Chapter 1
Percy's POV
Gray sky...
Fire...
Smoke...
Then the screams come. The screams that burn themselves into my mind.
"Percy! Where are you?"
"Percy! Help!"
"Percy!"
I never see the faces of the people who scream, only blurry outlines of human beings. But I recognize the voices. They are the voices of the people I left behind, the people I abandoned. And they are dying. Somehow I know they're dying because of me.
I wake up shaking. I've had this same dream for several months, or is it years? I honestly don't know. Time is different here on Ogygia.
There is a soft knock on the door.
"Come in." My voice is weak. I can't stop thinking about the dream.
Calypso walks in. Even though I've been here for so long, she still takes my breath away every time I see her. I can tell that she's just woken up. Her cinnamon hair is all pushed to one side, and her almond eyes still bear the traces of sleep. Somehow, I love her even more when she looks like this.
"Are you okay?" Her voice is soft. "I heard you screaming."
I draw a shaky breath and try to look like I'm not haunted by spirits from my past.
"I wasn't- I mean, I was just dreaming."
She presses a kiss to my forehead. "Don't worry it was just a dream."
"Yes," I whisper. "Just a dream."
