Captian's Log Portrait d’Angelic 11 Aug 2025 Many a proud visage caught by a brushstroke hangs in this hall. Cruel, hard faces, some of them. The eyes, though… To see the artist's hand, a careless flick of…
Captian's Log Love and Stars 10 Aug 20259 Aug 2025 And where is love tonight? The stars are all so bright. Alone, I drink their light.Why are you so forlornwho's no great struggle borne;it's just a heart that's torn. I'll…
Captian's Log Lasts Song 9 Aug 2025 I sing with my tears rolling freely down my face. I sing to the ghosts of what were, to the ashes of my hope. The sun rises one last time.…
Captian's Log Just Bones 8 Aug 2025 Across the ancient stone their flayed corpses were laid. The buzzards came and tore their flesh away. They were the only ministers, until now, who could reach this height. Bones…
Captian's Log Don’t Ask Black Janus 7 Aug 2025 So secrets kept behind the lies,a truth, hid from your eyes,you must realize:This carnival, we lost our fool, a mason slain by mason's tool.Such immurement is far too cruel, and…
Captian's Log E Matrice 6 Aug 20254 Aug 2025 And when the lie is told so well—no whispered truth be heard—that Heaven can be forged of Hellif we can nail the Word,I much suspect they'll blame the deadlocked in…
Captian's Log A Few Updates 5 Aug 20254 Aug 2025 Check it out: One of my short stories (which can also be read in my short story collection, While the Elephants Danced) has been published in Tales of the Unreal:…
Captian's Log Dusty | Part IV 4 Aug 202531 Jul 2025 I reckon that’s all the more I’ve got to say, and I thanks you for hearing me. I never thought I’d get out of life alive. Leastways, grandpappy taught me…
Captian's Log Dusty | Part III 3 Aug 202531 Jul 2025 My grandpappy was a preacher man, and he read much. He read me Bible as a young’un, and also some of ’em old legends too. I rather loved hearing ’em…
Captian's Log Dusty | Part II 2 Aug 202531 Jul 2025 If y’re fixing on hanging me, hang me. What I did, I did. I’ll answer to God for that. Maybe He’ll see things my way, maybe yours, but I won’t…
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