O’Neil

A reader lives a thousand lives before dying. Those who never read only live one.

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O’Neil

A reader lives a thousand lives before dying. Those who never read only live one.

Writings

Followers

Following

Nothing

O’Neil

1 min read

The jewels, the robes, the throne.

The Crown.

All these things my right to own.

The rivers, the mountains, the valleys

The land.

My court supports me with rallies.

The knights, the horseback, the castle,

The sword.

All bend to my will without a hassle.

But all these things, mean nothing to me.

Not...

Poetry

To Me, From You

O’Neil

2 min read

Dear Me,

If you’re reading this, then it’s to late for me and my World 318. I can only hope you’ll survive. This will be a lot to take in, but I know you can get through it. I know because I did, and you’re me. Let’s just dive right in then. Your reality is one in a infinite universe. Mine is World 318, and if you’re reading this, then your world is World 319. I’m the Katherine Brow...

Brave Rosy

O’Neil

1 min read

Once upon a time there was a young and beautiful girl named Rose. She had a big heart, and loved all the creatures that walked the earth. Most of all she loved the fish.

“Please, oh please take me to the aquarium.” Rose would beg her mother. “I love seeing the fish.”

But her mother would shake her head and tell her: “Not today, I am too busy.”

So the next day Rose pleaded with her mother agai...

Dad?

O’Neil

3 min read

The Banner had crashed.

Belle’s mind was still buzzing with the news. It was so unheard of, so unthinkable that the legendary rebellion ship could be taken down. Everyone knew it was invincible. The Stellar Police had been trying to blow a hole in its side for years.

But it fell.

Belle had been scavenging for parts, scraps or remains of any ship who crossed planet Rithon. It had bee...

Everyone Knows

O’Neil

3 min read

Ace held a knife to my sister’s throat.

Ashley was trying not to look scared, but I could tell. While her face was a stone, the corners of her pink lips quivered like they always do when she’s nervous. Her bright green eyes darted around frantically, and her blonde locks were matted to her forehead with sweat.

Me?

I was so terrified my heart wasn’t beating.

I knew this was al...

The Secret

O’Neil

2 min read

Birds chirped in my ear as I sat on the splintered park bench. Sunlight broke through the clouds above, and soft chatter from the families passing by filled my ears. The New York park was as busy as always, with bikers racing by and small stands lining the street.

I pulled my sand blonde bangs farther over my eyes, resisting the urge to check my watch again. My foot tapped against the pavement...