Captian's Log I Know the Nightmare Comes 24 Aug 202523 Aug 2025 The planet was red, the rusted remains of a once living world. Wandering through the dead sands, day after day, searching for something, anything, to save me, I saw it.…
Captian's Log Unmask 23 Aug 202516 Aug 2025 We'll dance tonight, my love, under the moon, and then I'll whisper in your lovely ear:"The time is near. It's coming soon."A tickling kiss, my lips upon your cheek,as heavy…
Captian's Log Another Christmas 22 Aug 202516 Aug 2025 The passage of time makes my heart ache in ways beyond words. Older, and nothing can stop death. A life well lived still ends here, returned to dust. Nothing but…
Captian's Log Going Out With the Tide 21 Aug 202516 Aug 2025 Go do your research now, and next year, when you get close to shore, throw your article overboard. I'll keep my eye out for it. We'll make sure it gets…
Captian's Log Going Out With the Tide 20 Aug 202516 Aug 2025 There, in the passing floodlight, a shadow rising in the fog. Hold, the lighthouse is coming round again. See! that's her. You'll be joining her crew, I reckon. Like I…
Captian's Log Tim-Tim 14 Aug 2025 "I'm being side-eyed by the little monster you fished out of the Mariana-uncanny-trench. I don't care if it's intelligent. It's creepy." "Don't talk to little Tim-Tim like that, please. He's…
Captian's Log Portrait d’Angelic 13 Aug 202511 Aug 2025 We keep her in this room, sir. Now, before I go, I must warn you, the eyes are the point of the maestro’s art. You may feel the eyes upon…
Captian's Log Portrait d’Angelic 12 Aug 202511 Aug 2025 Can you blame them for being so bloodthirsty? So careless of life and death? With what they are, not so much as a soul could reflect on his own reflection,…
Captian's Log Portrait d’Angelic 11 Aug 2025 Many a proud visage caught by a brushstroke hangs in this hall. Cruel, hard faces, some of them. The eyes, though… To see the artist's hand, a careless flick of…
Captian's Log Lasts Song 9 Aug 2025 I sing with my tears rolling freely down my face. I sing to the ghosts of what were, to the ashes of my hope. The sun rises one last time.…
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