Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Floating Isle of Lolth 25 Aug 2021 They keep the painting in the chapel down the street there, if you want to see it. A queer effect it has on the mind. You sit there staring at…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Floating Isle of Lolth 24 Aug 202124 Aug 2021 The floating Isle of Lolth is only seen through clouded mists upon the lonely hills, and as though 'twere mist itself, it vanishes before the eye knows what it sees.…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Fantasy 23 Aug 2021 Falling through the depths of death Advancing through unconscious streams Nearing never any end Tossed, and tossed, and tossed again At once some sound may rend Silence, the dwelling of…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: Cold Blood 22 Aug 2021 I'm brain dead, running on no sleep. Too tired, too frail. Here's a piece I've been working on: The old wizard lumbered around the counter, beckoning me with a wave…
Captian's Log Poem: Full Moon 21 Aug 2021 The silent moon hung in the air, a brilliant, glowing eye, and staring up, I was aware, that I was forced to sigh. Its cold beauty assaulted me, its pale…
Captian's Log Short: Rat King 20 Aug 2021 You could hear them scampering, see their shifting shadows in the corner of your eye, smell their horrible piss. I knew they wouldn't show themselves. Dreadful little things. Their squeaking,…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Soul in the Storm 18 Aug 2021 Heaven's torrential rain fell like a flood and poured itself upon the thirsty ground. The showers broke as my chest burst out blood; The thunder cracks muffled the gunshot sound.…
Captian's Log Drabble: A Ghostly Light 17 Aug 2021 The ghost's soft glow passed from window to window. Hidden, crouching in the underbrush, I watched the transparent figure traverse the long hall. The crumbling, tattered house stood alone within…
Captian's Log Drabble: Black Heavens 16 Aug 2021 You could hear the distant showers climbing over the hill, and feel the air grow colder with every breath. The sky was darkening, and white explosions of lightning streaked through…
Captian's Log Short: Knock, Knock 15 Aug 2021 I knocked my knuckles against the coffin lid. "You up?" I whispered down to the corpse. There was a feeble tapping from within. "Wrong answer!" I said, throwing the coffin…
