Letter to Demigods
Dear Demigods of Camp Half-Blood
Every year before camp begins we humbly ask the Oracle of Delphi for insight into the fate of our camp. This insight comes in the form of a Prophecy. You’ve read them. The Oracle has long been a trusted friend and close personal ally, who goes to great lengths to generously share their power with us. Those of you who have been with us before know how thankful we are for this gift. And, while we can never be certain of what's to come tomorrow, or even a few minutes from now, the Oracle’s insight is a source of strength, of comfort.
So, it is with great sadness and no small amount of fear that I must report to you, dear demigods, that we have not received our Prophecy for the coming summer and the messenger we sent to Delphi has disappeared. In the many years Camp Half-Blood has defended Prospect Park, we have never once received our prophecy late. I fear something sinister may have befallen them, though as a Son of Ares and avowed Hunter of Orion, I can't be certain. Transcendence is not in my power.
Alas, let us remain optimistic about the situation, as that is what the Oracle would have advised. Hermes is looking into the matter of our lost messenger, who is hopefully just stuck in the mud somewhere in the woods. So for now we will keep the faith!
Here’s hoping you have all been well, and are ready once again to defend Brooklyn from the (under) world's most powerful monsters. I will send another letter as soon as this current matter is put to rest.
In the meantime, Be Brave, Be True, Your Friend,