Captian's Log Please Read: The Trusty 29 Aug 202126 Aug 2021 Please Read:The Trusty Excerpt: "Depends on whom you ask. Your occultist friends would call it a potion, your scientists a phosphorescent mixture of unknown compounds. That wacko who drove you…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Morning King 23 Jul 202122 Jul 2021 The prince stood like a statue, his eyes fallen upon the usurper's corpse. His red tipped sword dripped upon the stones while under the lifeless body a spreading pool of…
Captian's Log Poem: Carried to the Sea 16 Jul 2021 The water running from the hill, the rapids white like snow, the rocks which time again do kill those dashed here by the flow. And dashed one more, here by…
Captian's Log Drabble: Black Covenant 20 Feb 2021 He made a covenant, with what I do not know, and he would keep his terrible oath: He would spill blood every day of his life. There may be something…
Captian's Log The Murderer 17 Feb 2021 The night is long, its hours stretching like shadows in the setting sun. Last night has stretched far, stretching even into the morning, and the new day is tainted by…
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 Poem: Bravery 7 Nov 2020 Please Read: Bravery The clanging swords of countless hosts resound within my ears. Their bloody war brought on by boasts will bring such bitter tears. They drench the earth in…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: What’s Done 28 Oct 2020 That's what I thought you'd do, I think to myself as he opens the door. I close my eyes; I don't want to watch. As the shotgun rings out, I…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Open Veins 27 Sep 2020 The dreams inside my brain are killing me,but still they are the sweetest sight to see.I long to fall asleep and stay in bed,to hide within the visions of my…
Captian's Log Short Story: Bleeding 22 Aug 2020 Please Read:Bleeding Excerpt: I grunted. Time meant nothing to me as I quietly bled onto the plastic cushion. He’d come or I’d go. I’d go either way. He comes, and…
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