Captian's Log Like Light 21 Jan 202420 Jan 2024 I hoped one day to be beyondthese little deaths of mine,to soar among the twinkling stars,never to fall, but shine. And yet the stars are like a dreamand death's alike…
Captian's Log All the Snark I Left Out 20 Jan 202419 Jan 2024 Please Read:All the Snark I Left Out https://taletold.wordpress.com/recollection/all-the-snark-i-left-out/
Captian's Log The King’s Fall 19 Jan 202413 Jan 2024 Of that great and fallen kingdom, no more history is recorded, for the earth has swallowed it up. Yet a popular song, whispered by those who remember and sung in…
Captian's Log The King’s Fall 18 Jan 202413 Jan 2024 The king, his face, one moment red with passion and wine, drained into the horrible colorlessness of a corpse. "I've…" he stammered. "Look to your love," said the prophet, pointing…
Captian's Log The King’s Fall 17 Jan 202413 Jan 2024 The blind prophet felt his way along the cold and abandoned corridor. Coming to the end of the hallway, he pushed through the unlatched doors leading into the king's chamber.…
Captian's Log Eventuality 16 Jan 202413 Jan 2024 The Zombie is indomitable. That, I can't help but admire. No tribulation, no deterrence, no loss is counted in its mindless pursuit of flesh. Take its legs, it will crawl;…
Captian's Log The Hunt 15 Jan 202413 Jan 2024 The vampire crawled back into his hole, feeling the soft earth mooching into every nook and cranny of his body, seeping into his nose, his ears, his mouth, and closing…
Captian's Log Induction 14 Jan 202413 Jan 2024 "What's all this then?" asked the general. Not turning around, I said, "Someone killed me the other day. That's the official story. So, to keep it official, I'm here, in…
Captian's Log The Mystery of the Stones 13 Jan 2024 They came while the town slumbered, the wandering stones. A worn desolation, a prehistoric ruin. Moss covered, half buried monoliths, all weathered by uncounted centuries, and yet, it's not some…
Captian's Log The Treasures of Mrs. Bowers 12 Jan 2024 The late Mrs. Bowers was strangely fetching in her coffin. The amateur hands of her loving daughters had made of the eccentric character with which I was familiar a seemingly…
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