DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN PERCY JACKSON AND THE OLYMPIANS. RICK RIORDAN AND HIS AFFILIATES DO.
CALYPSO
Set between The Last Olympian and The Lost Hero
It was very strange to be outside of Ogygia for the first time in eons. Indeed, the world has changed greatly.
Recently, Hermes visited my home and informed me that the gods have granted me amnesty and freedom. Since then, I have been roaming the earth, hoping to experience what I have been missing for thousands of years.
The first place I visited was Manhattan.
A hero once told me that people could not have gardens in Manhattan.
Thus, I was amazed when I gazed upon the wide expanse of trees that I later learned was called Central Park. It was breathtaking. Central Park was like a sanctuary among the urban sprawl of New York City.
As I enjoyed a peculiar but sweet delight on a cone called an "ice cream", I wandered around the park. Dryads waved at me from their magnificent trees.
To my surprise, I saw a familiar face while I was on my stroll.
He was relaxing on top of a blanket, his head rested on the lap of a lovely girl. His eyes were closed - a portrait of pure bliss. Food was spread out before them. I watched the girl pluck out a grape and place it into boy's mouth.
Indeed, it was Percy Jackson. I knew without a doubt that this beautiful girl was that Annabeth he always spoke highly about.
Before I knew it, a tear was trickling down my cheek. Percy smiled as he gazed up at the girl. Yes, I have been missing out on too much.
I no longer wondered why Percy chose to depart from Ogygia. I no longer wondered why all of them chose to leave me.
Why would they choose to limit themselves to Ogygia? Why would they choose to miss out on forming strong bonds like the one Percy and Annabeth have?
Apart from my sorrow, I was also quite glad. I have always been the kind to appreciate beauty, and this was truly beautiful altogether. They were truly beautiful together.