Captian's Log Education’s Cost 25 Sep 2024 It's raining tonight. A soft sound, gentle, at my window. But the dreams are far, far away. Instead, there are the drums, mixing with the rain, drums perpetual still beating…
Captian's Log From the Archives: On Second Chances 24 Sep 2024 Hey readers, I'm sick. Missed work and all that. Can barely form a sentence before falling back into a sort of listless dream. Here's something I wrote a while back.…
Captian's Log Lovesick and Alone 23 Sep 2024 He softly strummed the alien chords, filling the night with an eerie sound that was almost disharmony. I could not deny, though, that even here there was music, and so…
Captian's Log Escape 22 Sep 202421 Sep 2024 The scanty dancers seemed unconcerned with the looming clouds. There was music in the desert, and the heat had fled, though they were still sweating. Sweet and tender was evening…
Captian's Log Funeral for the Sun 21 Sep 2024 Sunset and rain, a silent walk, my reflection in the wet street. Cold, but I'm warm. The air is cold, but clean. The light is fading, and the streetlamps o'er…
Captian's Log Like the Dead 20 Sep 202414 Sep 2024 The shot rang out, a dreadful noise, and frozen all, as though to poise, we stopped in noman's foggy field not knowing what fate next would yield.The echoes into silence…
Captian's Log Stage Lights 19 Sep 202414 Sep 2024 "When we sleep, are we the ones who dream, or are dreams the things happening to us? Do dreamers dream, or do dreams? Are we the subjects of the sentence…
Captian's Log The Wedding Present 18 Sep 202414 Sep 2024 The burns are faded now, just light-red marks upon my skin. My convalescence will, thankfully, be short. I hear you are married now. How amusing is fate. I know you'd…
Captian's Log To the Lake 17 Sep 202414 Sep 2024 The soft and deadly glowthat leads into the snowwhen daylight wanesand darkness reigns—God's sakedon't takethe path unto the lake.
Captian's Log Denied 16 Sep 202414 Sep 2024 I welcome a challenge, but now is not the time, child. If we survive the night, I'll be happy to kill you in the morning. Right now, the pilgrims depend…
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