FrostBitten (Percy Jackson)

Lost. Confused. Threatened.

He had no memory of where he was, how he had gotten there, or anything except his own name. On the run from bloodthirsty beings that wanted his head on a pike, dealing with powers he couldn't control, seeing visions of people and places he had no recollection of, Chion Pagos wondered if he was truly meant to be alive.

The only thing that kept him going was the image of a hill with an abnormally large tree.

//Yes, this is a second attempt at writing this. Will I finish it? Absolutely.

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