Captian's Log Poem: Grimsley Hole 31 Jul 2018 Check Out: Grimsley Hole A short poem put together by someone tired of being sick. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ZeaCohfWsY
The Eyes of God Update: The Eyes of God 30 Jul 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: Throwing my head up out of the pond, I laughed. Wiping my eyes clear, blurry lights began to emerge. They were reflections…
By the Sword By the Sword: Rough Draft 29 Jul 2018 Ugh, I am sick. Fighting off a fever in sweltering summer heat. What a time to be alive. Been working on another installment to By the Sword. Please enjoy. Mist He…
The Tale Wolf Head: Bough’s Shadow 28 Jul 2018 Check out my latest installment of Wolf Head: Bough’s Shadow Here is a snippet of the Chapter: The warmth of sleep slowly effervesces as Richard drearily drifts into consciousness. From…
By an Idiot By an Idiot | Episode 9: Going Mad 27 Jul 201820 Aug 2018 https://youtu.be/u_Qkx13qDLc URL: https://youtu.be/u_Qkx13qDLc Good evening, denizens of the asylum. Outside the light fades to black, ushering in another Friday night. Let the voices in your head settle their differences and drift…
Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (Fallen) 26 Jul 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The Addition: Now coming to a patch of moonbeam light, she stands as if examining for the first time herself—moonlight suiting better this end than gentle candle…
Captian's Log Goodbye 25 Jul 2018 Turning my calendar this morning, one guaranteeing a Chuck Norris joke a day, I read, “Chuck Norris cried once. The place is now known as Niagara Falls.” I hadn’t the…
The Tale Wolf Head: Beginning Part 23 24 Jul 2018 Here is an early, unedited look at part 23 of the Wolf Head Series. The warmth of sleep slowly eviscerates, as Richard drearily drifts into consciousness. From pleasant dreams of…
Captian's Log A Short Poem 23 Jul 2018 Just so you know I still can grin when thoughts of you return to me. No one would say that such is sin when I embrace my memory. Let not…
Captian's Log Short Story: Death’s Sword 22 Jul 2018 I don’t want to be here. My body trembles, rebelling against every step. Behind me they call, calling me back toward them, but they don’t know. Turning from the darkness,…
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