As Percy looked up at the night sky, his mind began to wander.
Images of the monsters he had fought and friends he had lost flashed through his mind.
But one loss weighed more heavily on his mind than the rest put together.
The loss of Zoe Nightshade.
He remembered as he gazed at the wound at her side, paralyzed.
No one moved. No one tried to save her.
There was nothing they could do.
He remembered her last words to him:
"I am honored that you carry this sword."
He remembered her last words to the world:
"Stars."
Percy trudged on, never looking at the stars again.
