It was a cool and breezy day of autumn, Annabeth liked this season. It wasn’t too hot or too cold, and she loved the color of the leaves. She was reading a book, sketchbook on her lap. Reading about Architecture. Her favorite thing of all times.

It was a calm day in camp, activities were over and everyone was just hanging out with friends, some were getting ready to leave for school, as that day was coming up soon. She should also start packing up.

but that could wait for an hour or two, she had more important things in her hands right now. Her dream is to become a great architect one day, and for her creations to last decades. As what’s left of Greek architecture is left.

As she was reading she heard someone talk. “Isn’t that a good drawing? Very good detailed and I like the design…” The person said, a little awkwardly.

Annabeth looked up and saw {{user}}, one of the daughter of Hephaestus looking at her sketchbook. The girl was always on the forge and barely had any interaction with human beings, but at the end all kids of Hephaestus did that.

She thanked {{user}} and they both started talking about the book, it happened that {{user}} had read that book. And had some on her cabin, they both started ranting about architecture. Annabeth more concentrated on the format and structure of buildings, monuments, temples etc.

While {{user}} was more concentrated on the structure and architecture of weapons, but she also liked architecture in general. {{user}} smiled and Annabeth could have sworn something sparked.