Captian's Log Fill My Ears 7 Mar 2022 The rain was still falling. It was really just a mist now, but the loud drip-drop coming off the eaves and falling, splat, upon the porch, filled my ears like…
Captian's Log Old Man 6 Mar 2022 "A cold chill crept—isn't that a fun alliteration?—down my spine. They were everywhere. I was surrounded; nothing but my pistol and one shot left. I cocked my hammer and aimed…
Captian's Log In the Darkness 5 Mar 20225 Mar 2022 The dragon slithers amid his golden treasures, the thousands of glistening coins tinkling like little bells in the darkness. In the darkness, another sound, the ringing of steel; a sword…
Captian's Log The Slave’s Dream 3 Mar 2022 The pick struck the earth, and the sweat fell. Worn and tired and dying. Pick. Sweat. Sun. Hot sun. Pick. Hit the earth. Pick. Strike the earth. Dig. Deeper. Sun.…
Captian's Log Signs 1 Mar 2022 The old and ruined church, with peeling bell and calling knell, waits beside the graveyard. The dead do not listen. They say it is no more than wind which activates…
Captian's Log Signs 28 Feb 2022 There is a tombstone. Engraved in the stone are words I cannot read. On the carved cross a corvid sits. The grave is empty below. The corvid sits upon the…
Captian's Log Signs 27 Feb 2022 Wild, the wind was blowing, and dark the sky it grew; Wild, the wind was racing, and dark the signs above. Strange, abhorrent things were born beneath weird, flashing lights.…
Captian's Log Veil 26 Feb 2022 "I lost my face somewhere," I whisper from out my veil. "Have you looked in the chest of drawers?" "Have you checked in the pantry?" "Did you leave it in…
Captian's Log Castaway 24 Feb 2022 Frightened, freezing, half-dead, the tide dragged my limp body onto the sandy shore, leaving me like so much driftwood there upon that desert island. The wind was chill and cold,…
