Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (Closing In) 11 Dec 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The Addition: And thus, unto the door, the woodsman comes, a crouching form balanced upon his toes. Never so quiet then, he walks as like a ghost.…
Captian's Log Live On 10 Dec 2018 Someone I know committed suicide. He was a science teacher, and his classes were wonderful. I do not remember him well, but remember looking forward to seeing him, to learning…
The Eyes of God Update: The Eyes of God 9 Dec 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: Where the eyes should have been a hollow emptiness resided, a black depth the soft light of the fire failed to sound.…
Captian's Log Death 8 Dec 20188 Dec 2018 My Rant: You do not get to judge the value of life. There is little which gets under my skin as much as this infectious hatred, this insidious scoffing, this…
Captian's Log Life in the Sky 7 Dec 2018 The city of the Dead was a sprawling affair. Unplanned, the buildings cropped up in a wonderfully organic way, like swollen growths, giant black blotches, against the soft twilight landscape.…
The Eyes of God Update: The Eyes of God 6 Dec 20187 Dec 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: “Please,” I asked, “a cloth? Something has gotten into my eyes.” At first there was no reply, and I felt a silence…
Captian's Log The Devil 5 Dec 20185 Dec 2018 After reading Childhood’s End, I was overtaken by the marvelous depiction of the devil. The aliens, which we learn are the germ of our cultural ideas of devils, slowly encroach…
Captian's Log Prayer of the Undead 4 Dec 2018 The sorrow of my heart, damp and heavy, breaks my soul. I am overtaken with sickness. Life cannot be lived in this swamp, this miasma. Weeping, tearless face, encrusted stone…
Captian's Log Essay: Ent-draught 3 Dec 2018 Please read: Ent-draught So, on a deadline, I just wrote an essay in one day. It's short, but I hope it's nice. Excerpt: On the surface, Ephesians 5:18 seems to be…
Captian's Log By the Sword: Rough Draft (A Job) 2 Dec 2018 A Job Section 1 Section 2 David looked over his shoulder again. The lean figure, walking backwards, slowly retreated deeper into the alley. As he approached a corner, it was…