Captian's Log Fevered Ramblings 2 Aug 2021 My brain is dead. I had a slight fever last night, and I've been dead all day. I tried rhyming: I contemplate Hell, and those who therein dwell. But I'm…
Captian's Log Warning to the Three Dinners 1 Aug 202127 Jul 2021 “No, don’t eat that. It’s poisoned.” The colonel slammed his hands down upon the table, upsetting the Lady Deathridge's glass and rattling Mr. Wiseman from his daydream. The Lady Deathridge…
Captian's Log From the Typewriter: Yellow Moors 30 Jul 202127 Jul 2021 Look who got his old electronic typewriter working, well, not older per se, its technically newer than my other, but see, I had this one first, so in that sense…
Captian's Log Poem: Through Death There’s Life 8 Jul 2021 We wonder when the time will end, when all the stars their light will spend, when days and nights have no divide, when moon departs and there's no tide; We…
Captian's Log Short: What Turns the Gears? 6 Jul 2021 Please Read: What Turns the Gears? Excerpt: They called it the machine. It was a factory. Most of the men, coming onto four generations, were employed there, and those who…
Captian's Log Short Story: Judas 24 Jun 2021 Please Read: Judas Excerpt: I hear a click as I pry open the seal. Stretching two fingers forward, I pinch the false medicine, throwing the bag away. My hand trembles…
Captian's Log Drabble: Psychopomp 21 Jun 2021 "I heard you died, man." "I did. You were there, remember?" "Oh yeah! So, what ya up to now? Ghosting people 'n stuff?" "Not exactly." "Zombeing? Vaping?" "Got a short…
Captian's Log Drabble: Forget 20 Jun 2021 The spirit was bright, white like a flame, and from the darkness of my cell, I could not stand look upon him. My eyes burned as if touching fire. His…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Necromancer 13 Jun 202110 Jun 2021 He cackled as he fell unto the cold floor. "Let it be," he laughed. "You have seen it. At least you have seen it. They are in your mind, and…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Necromancer 12 Jun 202110 Jun 2021 He shambled closer, the reeking odor of his rotten flesh wafting over with him. The nauseous fumes of undeath surrounded me. The necromancer stopped an arm's breadth away, his face…
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