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The Song of the Stars, Part 2
Fiction, Fantasy Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil Fiction, Fantasy Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil

The Song of the Stars, Part 2

The landlord spewed his drink. “Buy the land?” Incredulity dripped from his words like the wine from his beard. He examined the writ of commerce. “You’ve made just one mistake; This scrap o’ parchment only says you can buy land.”

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The Song of the Stars, Part 1
Fiction, Fantasy Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil Fiction, Fantasy Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil

The Song of the Stars, Part 1

As a girl, Alessi would gaze at the night sky. Without a formal education, she did not know the names of the stars, but that didn’t stop her from dreaming of them. She imagined that they were singing to her, a whispered song of what they wished to be called. The stars filled her with purpose and guidance. She couldn’t have explained why or how, but she knew that her life had been laced with destiny.

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The Patron Saint
Fiction, Horror, Flash Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil Fiction, Horror, Flash Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil

The Patron Saint

Pitmaster James awoke hanging from his feet in a tiny room. The smell made James retch. Everything was shrouded in gloom. A puddle of something wet reflected the sickly flame of a lone candle. James’ heartbeat punctuated the dull ache in his head with spikes of agony.

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Stenchwing
Fiction, Fantasy, Flash Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil Fiction, Fantasy, Flash Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil

Stenchwing

Sulfurous fumes wafted from Stenchwing. He knew that voice. “Oh, Sapientia… Hi.”

“Gaudi, how are you?! It’s been what? Four millen—”

“Five actually. Yeah. It’s uh, Stenchwing now.”

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The Last Great Adventure (pt. 6)
Fiction, Young Adult Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil Fiction, Young Adult Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil

The Last Great Adventure (pt. 6)

Although they passed some intersections, neither Wes nor Teddy wanted to turn aside from this primary thoroughfare unless they reached a dead end or some other destination. Eventually, just as Teddy opened his mouth to suggest turning back, the street opened onto a deserted plaza.

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The Last Great Adventure (pt. 5)
Fiction, Young Adult Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil Fiction, Young Adult Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil

The Last Great Adventure (pt. 5)

The deeper they pressed into the massive chamber, the larger it turned out to be. After walking a few hundred meters, they noticed another large pillar, identical to the first. Overall, the room’s dimensions resembled a corridor, though on a much grander scale. The walls on the left and right seemed mostly natural, though some areas bore marks where rock had been roughly chiseled away.

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The Last Great Adventure (pt. 4)
Fiction, Young Adult Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil Fiction, Young Adult Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil

The Last Great Adventure (pt. 4)

They located the sinkhole without much trouble. The smallish thing described by Conklin had grown in the decades since his passing, and after walking in the direction indicated by Conklin’s directions, they couldn’t have missed it even had they been blindfolded.

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The Last Great Adventure (pt. 3)
Fiction, Young Adult Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil Fiction, Young Adult Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil

The Last Great Adventure (pt. 3)

During the night, the temperature dropped to be unseasonably cool, and thick fog settled over the woods. Upon awakening, Teddy felt the heart-stopping moment of panic that comes from transitioning from a familiar dream into unfamiliar surroundings. The thick mist shrouded the world in shades of gloom, and he felt completely alone. Even Wes’ slumbering body, no more than six feet away, was difficult to make out in the heavy fog.

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The Last Great Adventure (pt. 2)
Fiction, Young Adult Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil Fiction, Young Adult Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil

The Last Great Adventure (pt. 2)

Wes had always felt that fire was like the truth. It was powerful and useful, but would burn you if you mishandled it. It could sweep through a forest and clear away debris while leaving the sturdiest trees largely undamaged, or it could sweep through a house and leave nothing but ash and pain. Truth could illuminate or blind. So Wes judiciously contained the truth as best he could, only letting out just enough, at just the right times.

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The Last Great Adventure (pt. 1)
Fiction, Young Adult Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil Fiction, Young Adult Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil

The Last Great Adventure (pt. 1)

“Where do you think the creek goes?” Wes asked.

“Into the forest.” Teddy said with a shrug.

“No I mean after that. Where does it lead? Do you think it goes through the whole forest?”

“I don’t know. I guess I never thought about it.” Teddy, already steeped in thoughts about the advent of their senior year in high school, was prepared to let the subject drop, but not Wes.

“Let’s find out!”

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The Boy
Fiction Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil Fiction Sam "One-Wheel" O'Neil

The Boy

You might know who I am. Many of you have read about me and one of my oldest friends, Tree. My name is Boy.

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