Captian's Log A Short Prayer 29 Jan 2021 Still feeling a bit sick. Put this together really quick. As I was slaying the dragon, I fell As I was rising, I bled. Who has conspired against me? Why…
Captian's Log Poem: Dreaming 28 Jan 2021 Hey ya'll. Feeling sick today, so this is a short post. Darkness invades, it smothers the lightReality fades as we fall into nightEveryone sees, but no one can knowAmong the…
Captian's Log Drabble: Hidden Graves 27 Jan 2021 I heard a sound racing through the trees like a rushing river, a wild and powerful roar. Only I heard, and so I walked alone. I followed the shout into…
Captian's Log Short Poem: The Light 26 Jan 2021 The hills roll on into the distant haze,where everything goes on and on for days.This road I'm on is heading for the sun,and whether dawn or eventide I run.This heavy…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Sketch 25 Jan 2021 Please Read: The Sketch “It disturbed you?” “Yes.” “Most people,” I go on, “merely feel some form of discomfort, a chill and so forth.” His hand was raised again. “So…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: The Sketch 24 Jan 2021 The crazed convulsions reached their peak, the patient straining at his bonds, then suddenly were ended. Comatose, barely breathing, he lay. I grabbed his wrist. His pulse was weak. I…
Captian's Log Unfinished: The Sketch 23 Jan 2021 The crazed convulsions reached their peak, the patient straining at his bonds, then suddenly were ended. Comatose, barely breathing, he lay. I grabbed his wrist. His pulse was weak. I…
Captian's Log Drabble: Silence 22 Jan 2021 There are silent songs and whispered words and melodies unheard, and yet my voice is fading in the winds. I shouted on the plains, I cried upon the cliffs, I…
Captian's Log Drabble: Blood and Fire 21 Jan 2021 The time has come, the time has passed, and here we are like dead men unable to act. We stand here confused, speechless. What a monstrous thing has been done,…
Captian's Log Short Story: In Winter 20 Jan 2021 The snow whirled about the encloaked figure. The snowflakes danced around her like frolicking fairies. She stopped in front of me, and as she broke through the hazy, white curtain,…
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