If I die young, bury me in satin
"Here we were in the desert. And Bianca Di Angelo was gone."
Lay me down on a, bed of roses
"Stars. I can see stars again my lady,"
Sink me in the river, at dawn
"Among the dead, Lee Fletcher from the Apollo cabin had been downed by a giants club. The son of Dionysus who'd gone down fighting an enemy half-blood was wrapped in a deep purple shroud embroidered with grapevines. His name was Castor."
Send me away with the words of a love song
"Charlie see Charlie,"
Uh oh, uh oh
Lord make me a rainbow, I'll shine down on my mother
She'll know I'm safe with you when she stands under my colors, oh and
Clarisse stood outside on the fire escape of her Manhattan apartment that she shared with her boyfriend, Chris. They had moved in together the previous year after graduation from collage. It was early morning, July 2nd, she and Chris's seventh anniversary; he was still asleep on their bed, which was just inside from the fire escape.
Clarisse was watching the sunrise. It wasn't a particularly greater view; their fire escape didn't look out over Central Park or the Statue of Liberty, but there was nice sunrise. Not that Clarisse cared: she was never the kind of girl that cared about that sort of stuff. That's what her friend Silena was for, to