The Wastelands

The Wastelands

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"What do I expect to find out here, why do I continue this doomed journey, I ran out of water twelve hours ago, everything on and within my body feels as if it may crumble and take flight on the wind."- The Wastelands This story began as a poem to describe that hopeless feeling we all have experienced. I hope someone reads this and actually enjoys it. Hopefully someone likes it enough to design a cover, I'd really appreciate that. I'd love to see what the Wastelands look like to the readers. Who knows I could mix it up, extend it, and come up with a different ending. Constructive feedback Please?!
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Everyone in town knows about the sea monster. Every night, he goes into town to find his prey. He lures them in with his voice, only to bring them back to the ocean, to eat them. Few survive this, and the people who do, they lose their mind, like they were cursed. You can only gather from them that he was beautiful, his voice was like an angel's, and that when he took you into the ocean, he became a monster. He only hunted young men, women, teens, and the occasional twelve-year old. It was terrifying, because the people had no way to stop him. Every night, someone would go missing, or come back insane. They knew he lived in the ocean, and when people tried to bomb the area where they thought the monster lived, they would either be cursed, or just eaten by the sea monster himself. And the people who came back insane, they would always wander over the fact that the monster had not even a scratch on him. Teens, young men and women would fear for their lives, and lock themselves in their houses at night. But only one person refused to hide, either in bravery or utter stupidity. That person was Will Solace. So basically, this story is based on the cover art of the book. I just thought it was such a great idea and wanted to put it to story. I saw another person do this and they used the same cover art, and I hope you guys like my version! I, personally very much like it and hope you guys do to! (I don't own any of the characters or art work that appears in this fanfic. All of the characters belong to Rick Riordan.)

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