Captian's Log Poem: The Night it Rained 11 Aug 2019 It rained tonight, and I slept well It rained tonight while dreams prevailed It rained tonight; my eyes closed tight It rained tonight—I had no sight It rained the night…
Captian's Log The Sun Rises 10 Aug 2019 Some say ignorance is the root of evil, and simple knowledge can make a man repent; they dream that darkness and light, the one emptying itself into the other, is…
Captian's Log Short Story: Foreshadow of Death 9 Aug 2019 Held softly by the gentle currents of air, the blimp descended upon the city, flying over Mainstreet toward the needle-like spire. Its shadow swept over the slow traffic, and heads…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Nights 8 Aug 2019 Give me a little, or give me some more, it will not matter when it starts to pour. Lights are all burning, they’re all burning out, and in the end…
Captian's Log Poem: Ghost’s Eyes 7 Aug 2019 Please Read: Ghost’s Eyes Excerpt: When roaming through the night he stopped by the lamppost, his face turned to the light. That’s how I saw the ghost. [continue]
Captian's Log Well Ackchyually 6 Aug 2019 As it was growing time for my annual shearing, and I was expecting a guest soon, I managed to leave my house today with the expectation of shedding the luscious…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Broken Words 5 Aug 2019 No one sings anymore of the day when the life that we lived was but clay. How we molded our futures back then, and how soon we were caught in…
By the Sword By the Sword: Rough Draft | Part 16 4 Aug 20194 Jan 2020 The five soldiers approached, bearing their arms over their heads to fall upon the cornered brut. The glint of their swords paled as they stepped into the shadow of the…
Captian's Log Three Unnamed Characters (+ A Few More) 3 Aug 20193 Aug 2019 I’ve been fiddling around with three characters for a year now or so, hoping to incorporate them into, well, to tell the truth, I’ve been intending to write some basic…
Captian's Log Bad Food 2 Aug 20192 Aug 2019 The anthropomorphic frog kept glancing at me. I was just trying to swallow something masquerading itself as a turkey sandwich. He sat there, hardly moving, waiting lazily for a fly…
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