Captian's Log What’s Done 27 Sep 202626 Sep 2026 The drifting ashes danced in the languid sunbeams streaming through the twisting branches and gnarled boughs of the western glade. A log snapped in two, and the bonfire burst into…
Captian's Log First Thoughts | One Genocide or Another 26 Sep 2026 One of the things I find interesting about this is that it's rational; to a certain extent, even biblical. As Christians, or at least, the ruins of a Christian civilization,…
Captian's Log Long Die the Dragon 25 Sep 2026 The dragon's cruel eyes finally dimmed as death's cold grip clasped its soul. A monstrous shudder racked its scaly frame from head to tail, and its iris rolled back into…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: The Downs 24 Sep 2026 The downs were full of fog. The white, creeping tendrils, spreading and twisting over the silent houses, writhed in satisfied banks of utter occlusion, here or there breaking and revealing…
Captian's Log Done or Not 23 Sep 2026 Panting a little, the man rested his shoulder against the wall, craning his head up toward heaven as he gasped. There was something of blue there, something of brightness, and…
Captian's Log Such Are the Lost 22 Sep 2026 We come again unto the endwhere time cannot offend.There is no more for your cruel swordnor voice to call you lord.So let it be; from every needyou have been freed.…
Captian's Log By and By 21 Sep 2026 Along the bannister, my fingers brushing the rails, I gaze into the unlit study below. Soft, cushioned seats, shelf upon shelf of interesting books, invisible to me. I reach the…
Captian's Log So Tired… 20 Sep 202619 Sep 2026 There sing in the early morning, in the darkness before dawn, the hooting nightbirds. What they mean and what they say, what longing lodges in their breasts, to me unsounded…
Captian's Log Okay, Let’s Burn the Witches 19 Sep 2026 The more the jury in the Lindsay Clancy case speaks, the more I feel as if I'm watching some sort of irreverent funeral. Trial by jury is one of those…
Captian's Log To the Jury 18 Sep 202615 Sep 2026 In times not quite forgotten yet,when the sun still shonebefore the light of reason setand darkness stole the Throne,I think I was then but a childwho played in fairytalesof truth,…
