Thalia's point of view must be so surreal because imagine the horror, the tragedy, and the cruelty, of dying... but then not. but you're not alive either. At least, not in the way you used to be. You're more or less caught, trapped, in this liminal state of being. You're still growing... but when you wake up you're not the age you should be. And suddenly, the little seven year old girl you helped protect and cared for and treated as your little sister is practically your age now. And your best friend, a boy that was a mere two years older than you is now a grown man, hardened and distorted by the very hate you saw the beginnings of. that you commiserated with.
and then thinking more about Luke's point of view because for him, Thalia did die. And not just that but, she died for him, for Annabeth. And Luke mourned her. He carried anger for her, grief for her. Her death was a defining moment for him, molded him, was more evidence of the gods' callousness and disregard... but then, just like that, she's not dead. And suddenly, that girl who understood you better than anyone, the girl who cursed the gods with you, who fought side by side with you, is now looking at you like you're the monster.
#!! he turned against the gods IN HER NAME#and then she returns and she says âyouâre not luke. i donât know who you are anymoreâ (via @annaethchase)
thalia and lukÄ and annabeth... missing and mourning and longing for a version of each other that doesn't exist anymore
