Captian's Log There Was a Song 21 Jan 202619 Jan 2026 There was a song we sang, in the quiet and the dark, when our hope was—well, back then, it seemed the hope of fools—and we sang it in whispers so…
Captian's Log Jacob’s Trip 20 Jan 202619 Jan 2026 This weary path I fear won't endThis hard road leads out of sightO'er hill and dale, bend after bend,it winds on into the night. The sun is falling, and I'm…
Captian's Log From PDF Isle 19 Jan 2026 Weird thought: People who proclaim sex to be a social construct sure don't like it when society curtails their sexual expression. Faggot: "I have put on a dress and high…
Captian's Log Cassilda’s Song 18 Jan 202610 Jan 2026 "Song of my soul, my voice is dead," sings Cassilda, and I feel those words. So much time has been lost, weeks now, to this sickness. I cannot write, cannot…
Captian's Log Help in This Rest 17 Jan 202610 Jan 2026 I feel broken. My cough has returned. I'm so tired, but I can't sleep. I drink water, but I'm always thirsty. I'm either burning up or freezing; hungry, but can…
Captian's Log I Pray for the Rain 16 Jan 202610 Jan 2026 There is a silence in the noise; the proverbial calm within the storm's heart? They rage around me, talking over each other, promises, threats, meaningless posterings, and I am the…
Captian's Log The Shape of His Bones 15 Jan 202610 Jan 2026 "I have said before now that not only are our shadow governments fighting over ancient technologies, a buried resource more precious than oil, but that the end result of all…
Captian's Log Eternal Hatred 14 Jan 202610 Jan 2026 In the dream, we were alone. I cannot describe to you the desertion, the complete and utter separation. We were so far from all light, there was not even darkness;…
Captian's Log Conversations with Myself 13 Jan 202610 Jan 2026 Buying a Ticket: Winter "You won't like where this is going," he said. "And where is it going?" "Forward." "And why wouldn't I like that?" "Because you're always looking behind…
Captian's Log The Abyss 12 Jan 202610 Jan 2026 Clinging to life, my knuckles turning white as I grip the railing, I glance down at the smoking abyss below. What darkness there! I hear panicked shouts, but the words…
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