Captian's Log Drabble: The Grey Town 2 Apr 2021 There is no rain here, and no sun; there is neither light nor darkness. All is grey. Here, these grey people put on their grey clothes and walk the grey…
Captian's Log Musings in the Grave 1 Apr 2021 From a young age, vampires intrigued me. It seems somewhat fitting then that like them I should lie here awake in a coffin, though, unlike them, I doubt I shall…
Captian's Log Summer Evening 31 Mar 2021 The minutes of the drowsy evening pass uncounted. The fainting day washes the green trees in warm yellow. I have things to do, but I tarry here, satisfied for the…
Captian's Log Ravings: Going Mad 30 Mar 2021 Whatever comes, it comes, whatever goes, it goes, but whatever stays, it will not stay forever. The impermanence of all loves, of all hates, of all desires, flowing like a…
Captian's Log Drabble: Striving After the Wind 28 Mar 2021 There is nothing here, nothing of importance. Only the wastes of a desert stretching out toward the cool horizon, and the haze of the heat, unseen scorpions, only these. Yet…
Captian's Log Random Musings 26 Mar 2021 Castles fall, and flowers fade, and all that man has ever made, it crumbles into dust; as man is dust, thus is his work, and every age forgets this truth…
Captian's Log Short: Waiting in Darkness 25 Mar 2021 The darkness, the dark numbness of it all . . . waiting in the black . . . and for what? All around me there was . . . there…
Captian's Log Drabble: Winter’s Zombies 24 Mar 2021 Zombies running round the corner, shotguns ringing out, recorded music in the promenade, and hints of winter, falling snow, not sticking yet, gentle glass drifting in the air. Our breath,…
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