Captian's Log Canvas White 21 Oct 2025 The vampire lay sleeping in his deathly trance, his quiet face empty of all expression, a fertile canvas for the imagination to infuse any meaning whatsoever. What one saw there…
Captian's Log Flutterpire 20 Oct 2025 No vampire entered my room, Nor succubus stole in that night;No, the name of my doom—no name that I know of is right. A beautiful form, elegant and fair, alighting…
Captian's Log About My Upcoming Novella: Post Mortem on Post-Mortem 19 Oct 202518 Oct 2025 So, I decided to write about vampires this week. One of my big projects, I hope to publish it sometime next year, is a vampire novella, Post-Mortem, and I thought…
Captian's Log Out of Breath 18 Oct 202514 Oct 2025 Perhaps, the banner was a bit too much, I wonder as she screams and runs away. "Congratulations," it reads in bright red letters, "You're Dead!" I often forget how hard…
Captian's Log Once a Zombie, Always a Zombie 17 Oct 202514 Oct 2025 Barely, I can feel his teeth digging into my forearm. He's chosen life, then, a slow, painful wakefulness. As my blood and flesh pass through his system, the antibodies will…
Captian's Log …Always a Zombie 16 Oct 202514 Oct 2025 "This one's fresh enough," I groan to the others. "Van's full," one of them barks back. "What do I do with him?" I ask. "Let him go," someone says. "Break…
Captian's Log Once a Zombie… 15 Oct 202514 Oct 2025 Well, once a zombie, always a zombie. There was some truth to the jibe. Even after a cure, when the treatment was done, you were never exactly who you were…
Captian's Log Dance with the Dead 14 Oct 2025 Let them come, I thought, and sighing, continued sharpening the edge of my sword. My eyes fell upon my work once again and the repetitive movement of the steel sliding…
Captian's Log Big Joe’s Zombie Emporium 13 Oct 2025 "This one's a snapper!" Big Joe hollered. Indeed, the specimen presented, with his pale, ungainly skin, was chattering away. He'd gnawed through his lips, and the white teeth snapped and…
Captian's Log Sitting on a Log, I Fear Fire Under Saturn 12 Oct 202511 Oct 2025 There is a tree that fell on one of them. I don't know what the odds are. It's pinned there, reaching, grasping, snarling in the dirt. I pity that withered…
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