Captian's Log Poem: Bluebird’s Echo 10 Nov 2018 No one can make the bluebird sing from other than its feathered breast, nor make the dreamer dream a dream say that it is his sleeping rest. Yet when to…
Captian's Log I’m Probably Wrong, But… 9 Nov 2018 So, I’m sick again, and ready to ramble my way through a post. As it goes, I’ve been introduced to two authors recently, and whereas they each possess an engaging…
Captian's Log Poem: A Devil’s Son 8 Nov 2018 Please read: A Devil’s Son Excerpt: There’s darkness there beyond the realm of sight which men may feel on cold and wintry nights, but none are oft to speak of what…
Captian's Log A Little Weird 7 Nov 2018 At first I was thrilled. Amid all the strange Egyptian statues, the obelisk with the softly glowing runes, and that unspeakably unsettling doll whose black, button eyes followed me throughout…
Captian's Log Rough Thesis: Lenora Was in the Darkness 6 Nov 2018 Below is a thesis for a possible paper I'll be writing: Science has at times been likened to the mythological basilisk “which kills what it sees and only sees by…
The Eyes of God Update: The Eyes of God 5 Nov 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: His hands reached out for me, and all along the sagging skin of his arms were the cavernous recesses in which those…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Giant’s Mouth 4 Nov 2018 Please Read: The Giant’s Mouth I started this story more than four months ago when on a trip, and have regretfully left it unfinished, that is, unfinished 'til now. It originally…
Captian's Log Dark Skies in the Morning 3 Nov 20183 Nov 2018 As the first, brilliant rays of the sun peaked over the alien horizon, the sky grew black as death, the dimming stars preparing for their king. He loved to sit…
Captian's Log Humbug! 2 Nov 2018 As a preface, I’d like to admit my opinion is not in line with the majority, a fact which speaks little of either position. It is, I believe, a matter…
Captian's Log Short Story: I Would Love Again 1 Nov 2018 Please Read: I Would Love Again Excerpt: I still shivered with the cold, and glancing around, saw no one. Slipping this stranger’s coat on, I enjoyed the warmth a moment. Behind…
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