On the other side of the door was a man from the waist up with curly grey hair. But from the waist down, he was a white stallion! I stuttered and tripped. “Why hello there, Miss!” he spoke. “I’m Chiron. Come in and take a seat, why don’t you!” Chiron said. We went inside the house and sat down in a chair. “Now, this is Camp Half-Blood. A place where demigods like you can train.” Chiron said. “Train? For what?” I asked. Chiron had a concerned look on his face. “Don’t worry, as long as you stay here, you’ll be safe.” Matthew snorted. Chiron turned to him. “As for...
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