Captian's Log Dead Cats Are Sane 5 Mar 2020 Silence like a shadow crept over the crowd, like a chilling cloud floating under the sun, it gradually spread its darkness; the people were silent. And the madman laughed. He…
Captian's Log Comprehending the Incomprehensible 4 Mar 20204 Mar 2020 An illustrious professor, after intimating that one would know less regarding the trinity after learning about it, then cackled, commanding his class write a report upon what they did not…
Captian's Log Poem: What I Want to Be 3 Mar 2020 I hear voices reflecting my face, and they’re singing of who I can be, but the voice that is still to be heard, is the voice that I know comes…
Captian's Log Tic, Tic, Tic 2 Mar 2020 Hello dear reader, I am feeling sick and a touch miserable, so here's a brief offering of something approximating poetry. The Beast which devoured iron we imprisoned in the…
Captian's Log Untitled 1 Mar 202019 Aug 2020 The golden sun rises over the dark earth, filling the horizon with cutting, bright blues. His breath stops. He gazes into it, his heart breaking with the dawn. I was…
Top Ten Books Agonson’s Top 10: The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy 29 Feb 2020 It has entered my mind to formulate a list of books which have been meaningful to me, both in the pleasure they offer and also in the effect they had.…
Captian's Log Drabble: To and Fro 28 Feb 2020 The frothing wave retreated back to the ocean, leaving its foaming bubbles behind. The water was clear like glass as it glided over the sand, falling back into the unsearchable…
Captian's Log Drabble: Under 27 Feb 2020 He began pulling the skin off his face, patches at a time, tearing his flesh away in jagged lines. Underneath, his bleeding red center pulsed, gushing blood. He tore and…
Captian's Log Short: Ain’t No Rest for the Student 26 Feb 2020 Oh there ain’t no rest for the student Diplomas don’t grow on trees I got tests to take, I got books to read There ain’t none who get good grades…
Captian's Log Short Story: Trapped 25 Feb 2020 Please Read: Trapped Excerpt: The inside was dark. Then again, what can you expect inside a coffin? Frank “Vlad” Schumacher felt the first biting sting of dread sink its fangs…
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