Captian's Log Soldier: Death 2 Jan 202626 Dec 2025 More than saddle-sore, the soldier's weary legs trembled at every step. A heart full of icy fear, he tried to stoke with his dying anger. Dying with him. As the…
Captian's Log Free to Dance 30 Dec 202527 Dec 2025 Smile with me, dream with me, and dance the dance of death. Round and round, let's go, caught in each others' arms. The music is alive, though the ground is…
Captian's Log The Beggar’s Bowl 29 Dec 202527 Dec 2025 The beggar smiled through his dirt encrusted face, quickly snatching the coins from his bowl. The hand retracted into his tattered tunic. "Wouldn't," I asked, "it be better to show…
Captian's Log Seer 28 Dec 202526 Dec 2025 What comes after . . . I cannot tell. Whether dreams or darkness or light. What remains, I know. Love. Love remains here. There, I can only guess. Then, have you found your way,…
Captian's Log The Sower 27 Dec 202526 Dec 2025 So silent is the weary kingwho throneless stands, though sufferingsuch weight that many might be bowed;yet still he stands, for he has vowedto be the man that his men need.…
Captian's Log If It’s True 26 Dec 2025 Standing by the rudder, watching the city burn, the smoky pillars of destruction lifted high into a black and starless sky—and my heart grew cold, then. I did not feel…
Captian's Log Christmas 2025 25 Dec 202524 Dec 2025 Merry Christmas, what a phrase, those magic words do heal. As though I walked within a daze—stark sanity—I kneel. Merry Christmas, Christ is born,the savior of my soul. And though…
Captian's Log From the Archives: Towers On Hills 23 Dec 2025 Did some last minute shopping today. Still coughing my head off, though. Looking forward to Christmastime, but feeling so tired and worn out, I just want to sleep. What I'm…
Captian's Log Black 22 Dec 2025 "So what becomes of us when we close our eyes? When we dream? And when we fall past our dreams into that darkness of nothing? What are we when we…
Captian's Log In the Schoolroom 21 Dec 202513 Dec 2025 The spindly body of the old schoolmaster lay broken in the classroom. I suppose I had not expected him to survive among all the dead, but there was some pang…
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