Captian's Log Short Story: Coming Darkness 30 Nov 2019 Please Read: Coming Darkness Excerpt: There was nothing here. My head turned from wall to wall. An opaque glass covered everything, floor to ceiling, diffusing the light of what I…
Captian's Log Poem: A Beast in the Night 12 Nov 2019 The snarling beast enwrapped in dark shadows, his ready fangs baring, their ivory tone reflecting back the lantern’s glare—he shows their dagger’s curve. Upon this road alone the traveler, receding…
Captian's Log Question: What is the Meaning of the Meaning of Meaning? 18 Oct 2019 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PX60VEEbmEI Okay, just to level with you all, I am tired. I really enjoyed this rather brief speech Klavan gave and wanted to share it. Other than that, I don't…
Captian's Log Science Fiction | Rough Draft: Dying Sun 13 Oct 2019 The dying sun hung on the horizon, trapped in the perpetual twilight of this wasting planet. Over many lifetimes it would eventually set, and these lands would be cast into…
Captian's Log The Air is Full of Lies 27 Sep 2019 All my words, stolen, flow from my veins; bleeding black ink, I fill the emptiness. I cannot write of today, of what I heard, those poisoned words. Dream, o dream,…
Captian's Log Cozy 25 Sep 2019 The soft light, diffused under a manila shade, glowed warmly in the corner, an unobtrusive lamp illuminating the final few pages of a mystery. He, the detective within the book,…
Captian's Log Poem: Shadows Burn Bright 22 Aug 2019 Please Read: Shadows Burn Bright Excerpt: Thus locked, facets unto one stone, this sign all histories and melodies pervade: Between the twain the form of life is made. [Read Me]
Captian's Log No More 15 Aug 2019 Standing before the black, he sweat. Before that infinite, swelling abyss, he sweated. There was nothing for it now. . . . . .nothing but to jump. A voice. Memories…
Captian's Log Darkness Rises 13 Aug 201912 Aug 2019 Night stretched over the world as the darkness enveloped her mind. Noon died suddenly as she lay gasping for breath. She was not a strong woman; she was just a…
Captian's Log Poem: The Dark Comes First 12 Aug 2019 Please Read: The Dark Comes First His beak the soft flesh tears; no life is left which cares to shoo black feathered fowl away. Stale bile cakes his crown; black…
