Captian's Log The Hollowed 31 Jul 2017 A zombie story I've been working on. I wanted to see how far I could go working primarily with the settings. Settings: The fields roll on endlessly, pockets of fog…
Captian's Log… Shadow of the Sisyphus 30 Jul 201729 Jul 2017 Last night I had a dream. I was the runaway slave, Lazarus, and you were chasing me along the deck of the Sisyphus. Around us the zombies—actually, I think all…
Captian's Log… Wolf head: The Party 29 Jul 2017 Already dressed, the hunter sharpens his sword against the whetstone, the nearly silent scraping filling his cabin. The sun still falls, the sky dancing on the edge of night. Pouring…
Captian's Log… Intraworld: Fairy Tales 28 Jul 2017 A bright flash, like lightening, races through the thick underbrush, followed by a high pitched humming, reminiscent of a women’s choir preparing their chorus. Amelia stands up from the little…
Captian's Log Short Story: Portrait 27 Jul 2017 Please read: Portrait Check out my other Short Stories. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eIHXhFJ4FoM
Captian's Log YouTube! 26 Jul 201727 Jul 2017 Short Story Time and Chance: YouTube | Page Posts The Fall: YouTube | Post A Modern Challenge: YouTube | Post Puppet or What: YouTube | Post Rush = Socrates: YouTube…
Captian's Log Monster poems: Witches’ Desire 25 Jul 2017 Please enjoy: Witches’ Desire Other Monster Poems: Vampire’s Remorse Werewolf’s End Journey of the Zombie Monster’s Name Ghost’s Memories Hyde’s Justice Also, the GIF is from Hocus Pocus, a very funny…
Captian's Log Don’t Be a Clown 24 Jul 201724 Jul 2017 What do you want? We are all our own genie spending one life, and in that dash from cradle to grave, granting one wish. So, what are you wishing for?…
By the Sword… Ariesland 23 Jul 201723 Jul 2017 After three years out to sea, never stepping on land, and then to feel the soft sand give under my feet, and to smell meat sizzling over a flame—there was…
Captian's Log… Wolf Head: The Shepherd 22 Jul 2017 The howling fills the night, drowning Daniel’s oinking screams. The creature snorts, sending twin plumes of moon dust into the wretched man’s face. The great jaws, snapping together like a…
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