Chapter 10: The Crow's Nest

The city was a maze of neon and shadow, but the crow's path was unmistakable. Percy flew in lazy loops, never too fast, never too far, always visible against the bruised purple sky. Leo followed, his feet still tingling from the Swaying Reed Step practice. Every puddle, every loose brick, every patch of ice—he read them all like lines in a book, adjusting his stride without thinking. The coin in h...