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c88628c
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Keep climbing,' he told himself. 'Cheeseburgers,' his stomach replied. 'Shut up,' he thought. 'With fries,' his stomach complained.
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starved
tartarus
underworld
percy-jackson
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Rick Riordan |
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c3f1767
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Christmas in the Underworld was NOT my idea. If I'd known what was coming, I would've called in sick. I could've avoided an army of demons, a fight with a Titan, and a trick that almost got my friends and me cast into eternal darkness. But no, I had to take my stupid English exam.
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test
titan
underworld
thalia-grace
percy-jackson
nico-di-angelo
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Rick Riordan |
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c09ca95
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The entrance to the Underworld is in Los Angeles.
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underworld
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Rick Riordan |
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99df7b9
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"Right," she said, "We're going to the Land of the Dead and I shouldn't think negative."
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positive
humor
negative
underworld
percy-jackson
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Rick Riordan |
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84a6209
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"Hazel frowned. "Why that one?" "You don't see the ghost?" Frank asked. "Ghost?" Nico asked. Okay... if Frank was seeing a ghost that the Underworld kids couldn't see, something was definitely wrong."
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percy-jackson-and-te-olympians
siblings
underworld
house-of-hades
nico-di-angelo
rick-riordan
hazel-levesque
ghosts
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Rick Riordan |
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cb5bc26
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Please!' That word didn't make sense to Nico. The Underworld had no mercy. It only had justice. 'You're already dead,' Nico said. 'You're a ghost with no tongue, no memory. You won't be sharing any secrets.
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underworld
nico-di-angelo
justice
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Rick Riordan |
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780cb1f
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Did you see him? I know the photo was grainy, but he looks like one of those death metal goth heads, or whatever they're called. All dressed in black with long hair I took umbrage at my mother describing my boyfriend this way. John was the Lord of the Underworld. How else was he supposed to dress?
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john-hayden
underworld
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Meg Cabot |
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5acf5f7
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"But if you take off your clothes, I'm sure I can get them dry." My eyes went wide. "Are you trying tog et my naked?" His silvery gaze met mine. "Do you really need me to answer that?" A hot, sweet flush stole across my cheeks. When he was like this--open, flirty, and downright sexy--I was at my lamest. I wasn't used to this side of him. I don't think I ever would be, and there was something thrilling in that. But I stared at him, caught between the images playing out in my head and the very real man standing before me."
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lovers
hot-jasmine-pool
alex
underworld
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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c31b23b
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"Persephone smiled. "Caleb and I play Super MArio Kart every day at one, and when he cancelled on me I knew something was up." I looked at Caleb slowly." --
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caleb
underworld
persephone
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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d0f8586
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The Underworld had no mercy. It only had justice
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mercy
underworld
nico-di-angelo
justice
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Rick Riordan |
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7065bc7
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"Thank you," Caleb said, and hugged me once more. Part of me wanted to stay in Caleb's arms, because he'd always had this grounding effect on me. Caleb was my rational side. He was more than that; other than my mother, he was the first person I'd ever truly loved. Caleb would always be my best friend."
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caleb
underworld
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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6177779
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He was done talking. Aiden came off the wall so fast the water reacted in a frenzy of bubbling. He--we--were in a frenzy. His arms crushed me to him, his mouth demanding, saying those three little words over and over again without speaking them. Aiden lifted me up, one hand burying deep in my hair, the other pressing into my lower back, fitting us together. He turned and my back was against the edge and he was everywhere all at once, stealing my breath, my heart, my soul. There was no coming up for air, no control or limits. There was no tottering on the edge. We both fell headfirst. In his arms, in the way the water bubbled and moved with our bodies, I may've lost track of time, but I gained a little part of me. I gained a part of him that U would hold close for the rest of my days, no matter how long or short that turned out to be.
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love
jasmine-pool
alex
underworld
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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8fed13f
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"Aiden was staring. So was Caleb, although he looked like he was quite used to all this...woman on display. Hell, even I was staring. She crossed the hall, her long legs parting the chiffon of her skirt, playing peekaboo. Dear gods, I felt my cheeks start to burn, but I still couldn't look away. As she neared, her all-white eyes flared, and then dimmed. Two bright, emerald-colored eyes appeared. Caleb relaxed beside me, a slow smile creeping across his handsome face--the face I'd missed so much. "Hello, Persephone."
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caleb
alex
underworld
persephone
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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f32ced0
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"I thought there was something weird with all of you, I just couldn't figure out what it was. But now I know. It all makes sense." Her dark, tear-filled eyes sparkled as her accusatory gaze traveled from one of us to the other. "I can tell you battle on the side of good, and I want to join you." She turned to Frank, brushed her curly hair away from her throat, and closed her eyes. "Go ahead. Do it." There was a long silence as everyone stared at Kayla's shapely neck. Then Frank looked helplessly at John.
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meg-cabot
underworld
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Meg Cabot |
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04f8f8a
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Most who enter the Underworld do not leave, and those who do are irrevocably changed by what they experience.
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underworld
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Jennifer L. Armentrout |
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536956f
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They were wrong about the sun. It does not go down into the underworld at night. The sun leaves merely and the underworld emerges. It can happen at any moment. It can happen in the morning, you in the kitchen going through your mild routines. Plate, cup, knife. All at once there's no blue, no green, no warning.
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poetry
underworld
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Margaret Atwood |
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82930c4
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Another scene from universal myth unfolds -- here powerfully reminiscent of the Underworld quests of Orpheus for Eurydice and of Demeter for Persephone. The ancient Japanese recension of this mysteriously global story is given in the and the , where we read that Izanagi, mourning for his dead wife, followed after her to the Land of Yomi in an attempt to bring her back to the world of the living: 'Izanagi-no-Mikoto went after Izanami-no-Mikoto and entered the Land of Yomi ... So when from the palace she raised the door and came out to meet him, Izanagi spoke saying; 'My lovely younger sister! The lands that I and thou made are not yet finished making; so come back!' Izanami is honoured by Izanagi's attention and minded to return. But there is one problem. She has already eaten food prepared in the Land of Yomi and this binds her to the place, just as the consumption of a single pomegranate seed binds Persephone to hell in the Greek myth. Is it an accident that ancient Indian myth also contains the same idea? In the a human, Nachiketas, succeeds in visiting the underworld realm of Yama, the Hindu god of Death (and, yes, scholars have noted and commented upon the weird resonance between the names and functions of Yama and Yomi). It is precisely to avoid detention in the realm of Yama that Nachiketas is warned: 'Three nights within Yama's mansion stay / But taste not, though a guest, his food.' So there's a common idea here -- in Japan, in Greece, in India -- about not eating food in the Underworld if you want to leave. Such similarities can result from common invention of the same motif -- in other words, coincidence. They can result from the influence of one of the ancient cultures upon the other two, i.e. cultural diffusion. Or they can result from an influence that has somehow percolated down to all three, and perhaps to other cultures, stemming from an as yet unidentified common source.
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myth
lost-knowledge
underworld
myths
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Graham Hancock |
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90df8f5
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You don't know the connection? You don't know that every privilege in your life and every thought in your mind depends on the ability of the two great powers to hang a threat over the planet?
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underworld
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Don DeLillo |