CHAPTER 7:
We sneaked by the Big House (which is this big sky blue building with a white terrace, where Mr.D and Chiron, our camp assistant/ teacher stay) and made our way towards Half-blood hill.
Half-blood hill is the highest hill around our camp and marks the border between the camp and the mortal world beyond. On top of the hill, stood a large pine tree and on of its branch hung the Golden Fleece ( a very powerful magical object that protected the camp borders and enriched nature all around itself).
At the bottom of the tree, lying on the grass, I could see the black figure of our fellow dragon Peleus. He guarded the Fleece from being stolen. His coppery skin cast a faint glow by the moonlight.
Percy and I reached the bottom of the slope and began to climb uphill. My feet crunched the dry grass and twigs on the landscape as we climbed. I put my arm around Percy's waist and he put his around my neck as we moved along slowly supporting each other.
Our breaths were heavy, our bodies weak and sweaty from our vigorous errand through the night. The adrenaline coursing through my body kept me from falling down, but in spite of all this, I did not feel even a bit tired or sleepy.
Soon we reached halfway up the hill and I glanced at the faint golden glow of the Fleece. Looking at the fleece, I was reminded of the second quest I had undertaken with Percy (although, unofficially and by risking permanent expulsion from camp) to rescue our friend Grover, the satyr, and to bring back the Golden Fleece, to heal the poisoned pine tree. During the quest, I got to know Percy really well. I understood how much I liked him and how much he meant to me. Not just a powerful companion for quests, but also a good reliable friend who could cross any level of danger and stupidity to help the ones he loved.
The cold wind began to blow more fiercely and I realized we had reached the top of the hill just a few feet away from the pine tree. Normally, I liked to settle down at the base of the tree, but we did not wanted to risk our chances by waking up the dragon. So we headed sideways, farther from the tree and plopped down on the dry grass . Relief surged through my body as finally it found a place to rest.
The best thing about Half-blood Hill was that you could see the entire camp stretching in front of you, upto the Long Island Sound beach, where we were an hour ago. It was really dark so we could not see anything clearly. I could just make out the outlines of the buildings all around the camp. I looked up at the cabins and saw the lights of each cabin was off. This could mean, that probably, at this moment, we were the only ones awake in the dense darkness of the whole camp.
I looked down at Percy who was lying down on the grass gazing up at the sky. I lodged down beside him and placed my head on his shoulder and wrapped my arm around his chest.
That moment, I could have stayed there forever, and I wouldn't care. That moment, we could have been swallowed by the earth or lost in abyss of darkness, and I would not care. Because at that moment, I was with Percy, and I was happy, I was content.
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