I'm back! I don't think this was my best, but it cropped up in my mind and wouldn't go away till I got it down in words. I think I'll be writing something with an actual storyline later on, so bear with me as I write up some descriptive paragraphs.

And also, I'm now a beta-reader! If you need one, contact me :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Percy Jackson or anybody else.

The swirls and the twirls, the leaps and the lunges.

They spun in circles, sword and knife locking, pushing away. Forcefully striking forward, nimbly bouncing back. They were a blur of movement, blades just slivers of bronze as they sailed back and forth in the air.

One second their skin would be a millimeter away, the next, momentum would carry them feet apart. Sweat glistened off their necks, hair swishing in front of their intense eyes.

Crowds often gathered to watch these rigorous fights, focusing on the green-eyed and the gray-eyed as they exchanged blows, neither able to gain an upper hand. New campers watched in evident awe as older campers smiled slightly. Those two are the camp standard, they thought.

Their concentration remained unbroken throughout the riveted gazes of those watching. Her honey blonde curls, originally gathered in a messy ponytail, spilled out of the hold and framed her fetching features like a golden fan, giving her an almost ethereal look as she whirled away from her opponent's mischievous blade. It glinted off the sunlight as it missed her by less than an inch.

Her rival smirked as she evaded his charge. His sea-green eyes seemed to shift colors in the bedazzling shine of the sun, transfixing the throng of people as well as his nemesis. His tousled, jet-black hair swayed in front of captivating eyes, green and black.

They assessed each other, knees bent, hands clamped on their weapons. For a minute, they were motionless. Silent. Unmoving. The mass of campers watched breathlessly, awaiting the next action.

…

Then they were at it again, springing at the exact same heartbeat. Swiveling and twisting, pouncing and loping. They didn't ever seem to stop, pirouetting out of reach, then sashaying back into range.

And so the spar continued on.

Fascinating. Intriguing. Mesmerizing.

Enrapturing. Exhilarating. Thrilling.

They were, in short- hypnotizing.

So, how was it? Good? Bad? I would love some feedback :)