Hey! Here's the next one. This time, I'm going to use Lou Ellen Blackstone- for people who don't remember her or just didn't read the Heroes of Olympus, she's the cabin counsellor and a daughter of Hecate.

SpecialDemiTitan: I suppose so, Drew is...a lovely person. Note the sarcasm.

FemaleDemon: Drew is very rude, along with some...other descriptive words. I will probably do Chris sometime soon...probably...I don't like him much though. Well, I did Drew anyway, so that doesn't really matter. Mitchell's okay, he's just...meh. You are very impatient. Hmm...Stoll's...Katie...hmm.
I'm tempted to ask. Night Monster? Your username isn't StormAndNightGoddessAndAMonster anymore, thank the gods!

ThatGirlWithaCat: Yes, I decided Mrs. Tanaka was just rude enough, and, Drew's...kind of...something I'm not allowed to say. PM me if you want the details. But you probably don't. Yes, I do know that the title of 'Mrs.' means a married woman or someone who has been married before. Though I do have a few married teachers who go by 'Ms.', I don't know why. Anyway..
Yes, Alyvia is the middle name of the one and only Sterling Alyvia Fierro. That's why I didn't use it for Mira, and just changed it to the closest thing...I'm original.
People who are reading this, if you want to join a multifandom next-generation forum, the link to The Darkness of Dæmons is in my profile. Goodbye.

Anyway...Lou Ellen Blackstone!

Dear Mira Green, from Lou Blackstone:

Dear Mira Green, August 2
I've heard of you! I was actually quite excited when I got a letter, I think they're wonderful. You had a good idea to use them to communicate with people from Camp, I don't think anyone else would've thought of that, even an Athena or Mnemosyne kid. Of course, nothing against them, they're wonderful, I'm sure they think of things that you don't all the time. No offense to you, of course. I'm making a fool of myself, now, aren't I? I'll try and stop. No promises, though. As a demigod- a demititan really- they're usually hard to keep.
Anyway...you asked me what my full name was? It's Lou Ellen Blackstone- Ellen isn't my middle name. It's part of my full name, but it's separated for some reason my mother and father have yet to explain to me, but it's nice. I rather like it, most of the time. Of course, it comes with nicknames like Lulu and Ella, and I don't really like those. I get them all the time, though, mostly with Hermes campers at Camp. The Stoll's are alright, though. And everyone else in there. But enough about my name- while etymology of names is a fascinating subject, for some people, it's not really my thing.
I hope to hear from you soon,
Lou Ellen Blackstone

Lou Ellen Blackstone was, of course, not trying to come off too strongly or anything like that, this stuff just seemed to happen with her. It was mostly welcome, though. It wasn't like Lou Ellen was able to do anything else to stop it without being a fake version of herself, and Mira Green valued honesty more than a nice impression.

Dear Lou Ellen Blackstone, August 6
Letters are quite wonderful. A lot of symbolism and things I won't get into at the moment. I'm sure other people use them, just not as often or as openly as I do. I'm sure Athena and Mnemosyne's children have their own ways of communication, letter, email, text, be as that may. They are wonderful, and I'm sure they're thinking of things that I'm not thinking of at the moment, and none taken. You're sort of making a fool of yourself, but it's rather nice. Demititan, huh. Is that a bad connotation? Or is it just the same as a demigod?
I suppose it's only fair I tell you my name. It's Miracle Alycia Green, but I just use Mira Green. The 'Miracle' part is rather unnecessary. There's more demigods than Demeter knows, I'd bet, and I'm not that much of a surprise or a miracle. Alycia, I think she was trying to be creative, I'm not really sure if it worked. It's like the whole Olivia - Alivia - Alyvia thing. I found that kind of unnecessary as well. I don't get very many nicknames, which is sad, as I actually like them. Of course, I'm sure Drew Tanaka- I'm not sure how you people put up with her- has enough for me. Etymology is rather fun.
Here's your next letter,
Mira Green

Mira Green was quite interesting, she didn't mean to be, she just was, and Lou Ellen thought it was both funny and sort of sad. The most interesting people, she thought, at least, had the worst stories behind them. And by that logic, that meant she had a bad story behind her. But Lou Ellen let it go for a while.

Dear Mira Green, August 11
Most people think letters are too old fashioned, I suppose I'm one of them. They take a lot longer than email or text ever could. And they can be easily forgotten, added to the pile of mail sitting on your desk. Not that I have a desk, the cabins aren't quite big enough for that- they're plenty big, however, don't take this the wrong way. Why do I always do something like this?
Well, if you think of it this way, every demigod is a miracle. A fusion between the divine and the mundane. Demeter was just being rather literal about you being a miracle, the Ancient Greeks would have thought so, at least. Maybe it's not as important as Zeus, or Hades, or Poseidon, but still. Demeter was one of the six children of Kronos and Rhea, she keeps us alive and eating. She's important. I thought the Olivia - Alivia- Alyvia thing was nice, I like the name Alyvia. Of course, Olivia is the only one I ever really see, due to the popularity.
I hope to hear from you soon,
Lou Ellen Blackstone

Lou Ellen was...well, she obviously was rather nervous, Mira knew how that felt. Demititans...perhaps that played a part. Mira remembered walking into Camp Half-Blood at Chiron's request, feeling every moment like an impostor.

She was an impostor.

Dear Lou Ellen Blackstone, August 13
Letters really aren't so bad. It takes effort to write a letter, and you may as well go the whole way as it's taking money to send, and effort to get to your destination. It shows that someone really cares. I don't have a desk either, just a bag. But it's nice. The cabins at Camp are nice, too, the Demeter cabin's a bit...earthy...but it's nice to be with other people of your parentage. It's fine, I don't care.
If we're all miracles, then what are the mortals? It isn't fair to compare, because others are always at a disadvantage. My mother is almost never literal, though I've never met her, so I guess I wouldn't know. The Ancient Greeks were in awe of the gods. They weren't like the mortals are now, who barely know Greek mythology, most of them at least. Some mortals are special, though. Clear sight and all that. Alyvia's a nice name, I think she got Alycia from Alyvia. But I wouldn't know, I don't think I'll ever meet my mother. I don't really want to, I'm lucky to be her kid, lucky to be alive.
Here's this letter for you,
Mira Green

Mira Green sent the letter without a second thought. Lou Ellen opened it, a little more than confused. She lived in California, right? Shouldn't she have a home there? A house? A desk? Did she not know any children of Demeter? Though, she did live in California. That made more sense. Demigods weren't in California...except. There were. But she couldn't ask her that! It was so invasive.

Lucky to be alive...was that why she lived in California, to get away from demigods? Had she almost died once?

Mira Green was a mystery. Lou Ellen would try.

Dear Mira Green, August 15
Letters are nice, I suppose. I wish I could've sent letters to the Argo II when they were on their quest, but they've been back now for two weeks. The Romans are finally going home, though they mentioned that only one person stayed behind of theirs. I think they said it was a Fourth Cohort centurion. I don't really know. She sounded nice from the few times she was mentioned. Apparently she didn't want to go, for some reason, when the Romans started waging war. Stood up to Octavian, I think...but it's just a rumor.
It would be nice if she was here, though.
I suppose it isn't fair to compare, but the mortals don't have to deal with fighting literal monsters, and quests, and death, and Gaea and Kronos, and Giants. So it's really a two sides of the same coin, Yin Yang, sort of situation. I guess it's nice, in a way. I suppose some of us are just here to fill space, make sure things don't get old. The Fates control everything, however. It doesn't matter too much. I'm not sure if you'll take this the wrong way, but why wouldn't you want to meet Demeter? She gave birth to you. And, also... why are you lucky to be alive? Well, we all are...but did you go on a quest or something? I'm sorry if this is too invasive.
Don't get scared off, please
Lou Ellen Blackstone

Mira Green was decently surprised. Well, you shouldn't believe everything. She knew the Fourth Cohort centurion had lost her position for standing up to Octavian. She knew the Fourth Cohort centurion rather well, better than she knew anyone else. She would keep writing the letters. Push through.

It's what she might have wanted, had she been alive. Of course, she'd never gotten to know her. But Mira wrote the next letter anyway.

Dear Lou Ellen Blackstone, August 18
I don't think they could've got the letter without some help from a wind nymph. Tell Percy Jackson hello from me- he's there, I believe. Congrats on his and Annabeth's one year anniversary, after all. I don't know, Romans are all good and nice until you insult their honor. Perhaps the Fourth Cohort centurion's honor was insulted. That's just the impression I get from the whole thing, though, maybe it isn't right.
I suppose. Mortals must have it nice not having to fight monsters whenever they step out of a protected boundary. It isn't fun, I'm sure you know. The Fates do control everything so I suppose they must know everything.
Meeting Demeter would be, for me, like meeting a stranger. I'm sorry if it offends you, I just don't see her as my mother, in a way. She was never around. I don't even really think she gave birth to me, part of me thinks that part of my life was all some crazy...thing. I've gone on quests, you could say. I don't like to talk about them much, so I hope you'll understand.
Here's the letter,
Mira Green

Mira Green put the letter in the mailbox and walked away.