Captian's Log Lines of Rhyme; Signs of Time 11 Jul 2021 The dreamers dream upon a star, and sitting here they travel far beyond the reaches of the eye; and where they will is where they'll fly. Return, return, back to…
Captian's Log Poem: End of the World 10 Jul 2021 So this is the end of the world when all ships have been docked into port, There's no train to be caught, and we all must get off. Disaster is…
Captian's Log Drabble: My Friend the Zombie 9 Jul 2021 The zombie was chill—er, room temperature, but still, he was chill. Didn't talk too much, for starters, ate little; he didn't bother me. He couldn't bother me. He was locked…
Captian's Log Poem: Through Death There’s Life 8 Jul 2021 We wonder when the time will end, when all the stars their light will spend, when days and nights have no divide, when moon departs and there's no tide; We…
Captian's Log Poem: Ere you Go 7 Jul 2021 Whatever wonders meet your eyewithin the darkness of his lie,do not forget the truth I show,revealed in light before you go.Whatever secrets you will hearwhispered into your waiting ear,hold fast…
Captian's Log Short: What Turns the Gears? 6 Jul 2021 Please Read: What Turns the Gears? Excerpt: They called it the machine. It was a factory. Most of the men, coming onto four generations, were employed there, and those who…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: The Machine 5 Jul 2021 They called it the machine. It was a factory. Most of the men, coming onto four generations, were employed there, and those who weren't were at least employed by the…
Captian's Log Poem: The Studio Tulip 4 Jul 20212 Jul 2021 The painter sits within the dingy studio, his white canvas untouched and bare,his brushes dry, his paint unmixed. A tulip wilts, wanting some light and care,the subject that the artist…
Captian's Log Poem: Masquerade 3 Jul 20212 Jul 2021 My face hid under porcelain skin Anew behind a painted grin Smiles are all about me now Questions of who and what and how Until the final hour's spent Each…
Captian's Log The Miscatony Werewolf 2 Jul 2021 Please Read: The Miscatony Werewolf Excerpt: I looked up over the hills and saw the glow of the full moon hidden behind the ever present fog. She was close to…
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