Captian's Log Happy Halloween | Ghosted 31 Oct 202130 Oct 2021 So, I won the ghost story competition I mentioned in my post, Preparing for Halloween. Go read it here: The doorbell rang with an insistent temerity. A glance at my…
Captian's Log Drabble: Only Deeper In 30 Oct 2021 No one ever goes to Hell. The invective is rather misleading. People wake up to Hell. Little by little, they construct their own torture chambers. Like some peckish foul fattening…
Captian's Log Short: I Don’t Believe in Rats 29 Oct 2021 I could hear them scurrying in the darkness, their little claws scratching, their yellowed teeth tearing. Their squeaks and squeals echoed through the cavernous passages. This was their home; I…
Captian's Log Poem: Halloween Comes Tiptoeing 28 Oct 2021 As Halloween comes tiptoeing our way,and all the spooks crawl out their crypts to play;as all the monsters come in for a shock,the line goes out the door around the…
Captian's Log Short: The Dark Thing on the Beach 27 Oct 2021 The lighthouse stood, not perfectly straight, on the very extreme of the craggy bluff. It leaned as men are known to lean when they want to catch sight of something…
Captian's Log Short: Unfinished 26 Oct 2021 The unfinished thing lay in the corner, a heap of disjointed parts. An android, of sorts. I never knew what it was for, but it was human, in a sense.…
Captian's Log Preparing for Halloween 25 Oct 2021 We never get trick-r-treaters where I live. This makes me sad. Every year, I buy candy, just in case, hoping that some little spook will come down our driveway and…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Miner’s Tale 24 Oct 2021 Deep in the earth, wrapped in chthonic shadow, they writhe, pulling against their adamantium chains. No one knows who bound them, what they are, but we hear them. When we're…
Captian's Log Poem: 13 23 Oct 2021 Three and ten And all dead men. Four and nine, This isn't fine. Five and eight, You've come too late. Seven here It's time to fear. With a six Thrown…
Captian's Log Poem: The Sacrament of Sleep 22 Oct 2021 What happens in the silent spell between the dusk and dawn? Upon this darkness long I dwell now that the day is gone. Methinks that half the world is mad,…
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