The Wastes- Chapter 5: Get yourself acquainted, son.
It looked like it had once been the inside of a fast-food restaurant, and women sat around the counter and chairs, smoking hand-wrapped tobacco or other narcotics from the wastes.
The Wastes- Chapter 4: ...But now They're just called cops.
But you, of all people, ought to understand how guddamn difficult it is tah get along in the wastes. nothin is free any more, not even the water we drink."
The Wastes- Chapter 3: They USED to call 'em foremen.
#3 of the wastes this chapter ended being shorter than i had hoped, but i do enjoy the cliff-hanger ending very, very much. enjoy, and thank you for reading.
Wasted
wasted (06/12/2018) a generation hasn't gone, without becoming ruler's pawn, sent away to serve their need, fighting for their endless greed, hack and slash or shoot the gun, for there is nowhere they can run, win the fight and save
The Wastes- Chapter 6: New Problems, Old Friends
#6 of the wastes my deepest apologies for the incredibly long delay on this post, i lost track of the story and had to swivel it back into perspective. for those of you still inclined to read, please do enjoy. i think this is a good one...
The Wastes- Chapter 7: East into the Sunset....
The bandits were dressed in a lazy selection of worn-out combat armor or leather sheets, which in truth did little help protecting against the dangers of the wastes.
The Wastes- Chapter 2: Sins of Our Fathers
#2 of the wastes here is chapter 2. hope you enjoy it! the drifter and his sister were born december 2nd, in the year 2213. they were twins, but not identical twins.
Wasting Little Time
. \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* wasting little time that morning was the last moment the trio spent in vivel, city in the mountains.
Waste Away the Day - 1
#1 of waste away the world this is my first story published on anything besides the back wall of a third grade classroom. i tried typing it as all the other stories are written.
The Wastes (Teaser)
That much done, the drifter then drew out a morphine hypo needle and a chemical powder that had become known around the wastes as "fix-up", which promoted very fast wound knitting and healing, from his courier bag.
The Wastes- Chapter 1: To the Victor...
Around the back of the school were rusted remains of cars, buses, and the usual skeletal frames that were scattered across the wastes. looters wasted no time salvaging scraps of iron or plastic from the cars that had once stood here.
A Friend In The Wastes: The encounter
#1 of a friend in the wastes a friend in the wastes: the encounter the husky walked into the room, a musty smell assaulting his nostrils. the room is dark and decrepit, the cement walls starting to crumble.