(Page 517 of House of Hades in Percy's POV) I'm going to die. The thought was certain now. My hand felt lighter for some unknown reason. As I turned my head to see why, time slowed. I looked down and saw Riptide, my sword, inevitably falling out of my hand and towards the ground. Clang. (R&R)
"I fell in love the way you fall asleep, slowly then all at once" Annabeth read that in a book once.
And I don't mean that in a lovey-dovey way either. Not platonic. Not brotherly (Sherlock's had enough of brothers for a lifetime). No, John was more than that to Sherlock, and Sherlock was more than that to John. No, they were soulmates. (R&R)
No plot really, just major inception. ***BE SURE TO READ IT TWICE IN A ROW FOR IT TO MAKE SENSE***