Captian's Log Drabble: No Sympathy for Lovers 30 Nov 2021 "I never knew. I never guessed. I guess it was obvious to anyone with half a brain, but I was in love. There's no sympathy for lovers, they're all fools."…
Captian's Log Poem: The Shadow of the Hanged Man 29 Nov 2021 Please Read:The Shadowof theHanged Man https://taletold.wordpress.com/poems-2/the-shadow-of-the-hanged-man/?preview_id=11290&preview_nonce=8e958b46a3&preview=true&_thumbnail_id=196
Captian's Log Short: Project Snowball 28 Nov 2021 "You lied," I said. The old man in the suit said nothing. "This whole time, you've been lying. You covered it all up, didn't you?" The suit got out of…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Tightrope 27 Nov 2021 How thin the line between what was and what will be, this little moment called the now, this razor's edge we walk. I think my feet are bloody, but I…
Captian's Log Young and Old 26 Nov 2021 NOTE: I've been playing with the character of the young man (Roy?) in my mind for a while. I don't have a story for him, quite yet, just some ideas.…
Captian's Log 2021: Thanksgiving 25 Nov 202124 Nov 2021 Happy Thanksgiving Y'all, With thankful hearts we gather hereand celebrate with wine and beerthe story of the pilgrims past—told year to year so it will last—the bounty of our present…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Midnight Sun 24 Nov 2021 The council of the midnight sunreturns a fearful verdict,The shadows of the desert riseand sing a deadly song. Who hears the chords or heeds their wordwill make their way through…
Captian's Log Drabble: When the Dragons Were Released 23 Nov 2021 We heard the sound of it, and felt the earth tremble beneath our feet. We were too late, I realized as that lone, black plume of smoke rose in the…
Captian's Log The Assassin’s Confession 22 Nov 2021 "So that's it? You're just a gun for hire, eh? A damned assassin?" "Not primarily. I was a sailor, mostly, well, to be honest, a smuggler, but everyone was back…
Captian's Log Short Story: Lost Myself Reading 21 Nov 202120 Nov 2021 I originally posted this here for a writing prompt. How long I sat there in silent study, I cannot tell. I know that when I first pulled down that book…