The Celestial Staff

Lea Reclin has just given up her divine powers. After Lea decides that because she's given up her lineage she'd also give up the demigod life completely. The Fates, however, have a different plan in mind. Lea must collect the pieces of the Celestial Staff that have been scattered across the country. If she succeeds the Great Stirring will finally end, but if she fails....

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28. Epilogue



Life never truly returned to normal after that, at least not the normal that I see fake families living on TV. It’s hard to judge what normal is, I guess my life was normal for demigod, but I’d never really known normal so I’ll never be sure. High-school was easy, at least relative to the years before. 
I had kind of expected that after the Great Stirring was over the gods would leave me alone, but of course not. I went on plenty of adventures afterwards; perhaps even a quest or two. 
After the gods had had their fun playing with my life it was easy to settle down. Hades, I even have children now. This is weird, especially for me. Family was a whole new adventure for me, admittedly, much scarier than anything I’ve ever faced.
I guess I should probably tell you something about them; there’s Jared, who’s five at the moment.
Naming him was quite an event, Travis, Connor; one of my newer friends named Archie insisted that I name my first born son after them. Obviously my answer was no. However, one person did make quite the claim; Apollo insisted I name my child after the ‘Most Awesome Sun God Ever,’
To this I replied, “Helios?”
That sent him into quite a fit, intern causing a drought in California that year and a particularly bad flu season. Sorry about that.
I learned my lesson.
In the end I decided to name my children after the demigods who didn’t get to live long lives because of me, I think of it as a tribute to them of sorts.
I’ve kept my last name which is fairly ironic since, it technically isn’t even my maiden name, since I was born Lea Kimberly Versani, but I feel that Reclin just fits better. The kids think so too.

I was hoping for my children to have that dark rich hair like their father, but unfortunately genetics did not agree and both Jared and his younger sister have my dusty brunette hair. Of course like any siblings, they pester each other constantly, and with Cloe being two years younger than Jared he always teases her. It strange, whenever he smiles his blue eyes flash brilliantly, reminding of someone I used to know. 
Perhaps the Fates used reincarnation for a higher purpose; I just hope destiny doesn’t transfer through lifetimes. 
On a lighter note, I now work for Henry at his publishing firm. I read over the books and approve or deny them and honestly I couldn’t think of a better job. Without my dyslexia, reading is easy and enjoyable also it helps me escape the chaos of my own life. 
Lately I’ve been pestering Henry to tell me why he named his publishing firm after the god he was sent to defeat. He still won’t tell me about his early life as a demi-god but at least it gives me something to look for ward to. I know someday I’ll ear the story of Henry Reclin and the Armor of Hyperion, but I guess the worlds just not ready for it yet. 
Every summer I go to New York, to work at Camp Half-Blood, with Henry and Chiron. I work as a sword fighting trainer and I teach Mortal Studies. There’s an honorary celestial bronze fork hanging in the dining pavilion for me, I’m pretty sure it’s constantly being stolen by the Hermes cabin and replaced before I can ever see it missing. Some things about camp never change. In fact, nothing about camp ever really changes, the only notable difference no is that we have cabins for demi-titans who live harmoniously with everyone else. 
This era of acceptance and co-existence, has recently earned a name. 
Inspired by the Titans’ alleged Golden Age and Zeus’ Silver Age, this new century, is called the Pink Age. 
Now I sit, talking to the apprentice scribe, telling her my life story, or at least most of it. Some things are better kept to oneself, but I’m sure you’ll hear more from me soon.

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