Moon lace, is hard to tend to.
I was out in my garden, dressed in blue jeans and a once white t-shirt. My hair was pulled back in a ponytail, and my cuffs of my jeans were rolled up.
When I reached the garden, I sighed.
Apollo, the sun god of self conceited brats, made his beams a little too bright.
My wheat plants, were fried.
"Crud." I muttered.
I walked to my shed, grabbed my bucket, and stomped down to the ocean.
On the way there, I tripped and fell on my face.
"What the Hades?" I looked at why I fell, and sighed sadly.
I was in a once huge crater, now small and smudged, made by a special Repair Boy.
"Come back soon, Leo."
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Caleo
Fan FiktionLeo Valdez made a promise to the girl on the island. The girl who stole his heart, soul, and every fiber of his being. Calypso. He knew when he left that finding her would be a lucky guess, that it was chancy at the best of times. But he also...
