How does it taste?" Carter wondered.
Zia smiled. "Stick out your tongue."
To answer Carter's question, the tattoo tasted like burning car tires.
"Ugh." I spit a blue gob of "order and harmony" into the fountain.
Zia smiled. "Stick out your tongue."
To answer Carter's question, the tattoo tasted like burning car tires.
"Ugh." I spit a blue gob of "order and harmony" into the fountain.
( Rick Riordan )
[ The Red Pyramid ]
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