Captian's Log The First Sword 17 Jul 2022 When the first sword was forged, it was crud, but it was forged. The man who forged it wanted to kill a god. You see, there was a mighty-man in…
Captian's Log At a Crossroads 16 Jun 2022 "They killed him by the waterfall where any sound or cry he made might be drowned within the roaring cataract." "Excuse me, but is this the way to the main…
Captian's Log Unbroken 10 Jun 2022 There are shadows that move in the daythere are nightmares that come out to playthere are whispers as loud as a shoutintimations that leave one no doubt And the eye…
Captian's Log Light 4 Jun 2022 Trying to write in the darkness of my mind when all there is is fear, anger, and disgust. Disgust at myself disguised as anger at others, an anger which molders…
Captian's Log Time Entombed 26 May 202226 May 2022 I'm locked in a room. There is no bed. Only stone, cold stone. Stone floor, stone walls; I'm buried under stone. A grave, a living death. There is no light.…
Captian's Log Do You Hear Them? 21 May 202218 May 2022 There are whispers in the shadows. When you turn off your lights and walk quietly down the hallway to your room, you hear the whispers. When it's dark and you're…
Captian's Log Who Bound the Giant? 12 May 2022 The chains rattled as the giant shifted in the darkness. We could hear his breath like a howling storm. He's sleeping, I thought. In the time it takes him to…
Captian's Log Laughter in the Shadows 18 Apr 2022 "I wish we could have been friends." I begin to laugh, but it dies in my throat. "I forgive you. I'm not a priest or anything, but I forgive you.…
Captian's Log Flight in the Night 16 Apr 2022 I saw the darkness in your eye. However you smiled, whatever you said, there was the darkness. A consuming darkness. I even believed you, what you were saying—you believed you,…
Captian's Log Poem: Meditation on the Soul 25 Mar 2022 Oh the bent and twisted thing a soul becomesthat is not filled by heaven's lightnor sacred darkness seeks.It wraps itself about itself—consumes itself—it leaves itself—perverts itself—and ends without itself.O weak…
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