Mar 11, 2010 09:59
Thalia can't believe they are going to make it and it's all thanks to Annabeth. If she hadn't saved them...but time for that later. First they had to make it to this camp Grover keeps talking about.
The night is quiet as they run and just ahead she can see a hill.
"That's it, the Camp's in the valley on the other side of that hill!" she hears Grover exclaim gleefully. "We're almost there."
Sides aching from bruises and the further punishment of an unexpected marathon, Thalia can't help but smile at the satyr's enthusiasm. They were going to live even after she had given up hope.
And then, just like always, her hopes are crushed. The sound of baying, like that of wolves only far worse, tears through the silent night. Tears threaten to blur her vision at the brutal loss of hope before the anger burns them away.
"DAMN IT, RUN!" she screams realizing they all had stopped.
*From The Battle for the Labyrinth.