They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to tak — Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief
They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to tak — Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief
They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to tak — Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief
They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to tak — Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief
They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to tak — Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief
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They were startling gray, like storm clouds; pretty, but intimidating, too, as if she were analyzing the best way to take me down in a fight.

— Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief
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