Captian's Log The Keeper 18 Oct 2018 He would be here, whatever happened. Though a flag was daily raised to proudly unroll in the playful morning breezes, the flag itself showed less consistency in color than was…
Guest Blogger His Final Moments – A Poem by Walt Page, The Tennessee Poet 17 Oct 201817 Oct 2018 I don't generally share my friends' work; however, Walt's piece today wanted some further acknowledgment of its heart. Check him out in the link below. via His Final Moments -…
Captian's Log Sour Dreams 17 Oct 2018 I feel the glory fade and fall t’ th’ earth beneath. It’s like I am dissolved, transformed into black ash. The light shines straight through me. No shad’w nor temp’ral…
Captian's Log The Quick and the Dead 16 Oct 2018 He heard the click of the phone being answered on the other end. There was silence. They both waited, knowing. Well, he had called. “I’m done,” he finally said. “We’re…
Captian's Log To Truffle 15 Oct 2018 Today we found a little kitten not long for the world. It appeared some violence had been done to it, but now it need never worry about such evils. So…
Captian's Log Poem: Meagre Light 14 Oct 2018 Forgive this short post. Don’t be afraid, my little friend, for death will always reappear. His snapping jaws, like iron bars, imprison everything held dear. But in this know, death’s…
The Tale Wolf Head: Beginning Part 27 13 Oct 2018 Here is an early, unedited look at part 27 of the Wolf Head Series. The priestess found herself in utter darkness. The lamp had died and taken the world with…
Captian's Log Can You Write the Stars? 12 Oct 2018 Upon a precipice, a jagged piece of rock like some great lonesome rib reaching above the dewy night, a few scattered and shriveled evergreens have grown, life, the dark forest,…
Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (Dreamy Moments) 11 Oct 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The Addition: Yet still a moment in the grass he stays. The night sounds off her quiet mysteries, a ballad of nocturnal noise, music for dreamers unawake.…
Captian's Log Dust 10 Oct 2018 No death is here, nor light, nor sound. Nothing remains of all that’s scattered on the ground. The fire raged and turned to ash this forgotten land. No wind to…
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