Captian's Log The Sleeper’s Mask 12 Dec 2023 In the ruin of that great house, buried under broken beams, fallen walls, and ash, there lies a mask, a pale mask without expression. Content, the sleeper's mask, its eyes…
Captian's Log His Perspective 10 Dec 20239 Dec 2023 He watched her, gasping in his final throes, blood pouring from his slashed neck onto his shirt. He watched her as he had always watched her, with wonder and fear…
Captian's Log Her Perspective 9 Dec 2023 She shuddered as the blood ran circles around the drain. The tap was getting hotter, and steam started rising from the sink. A small gasp escaped her as she pulled…
Captian's Log The Devotee of Death 8 Dec 2023 The devotee of death has learned to stand in silent rageat all the living, breathing souls passing before his cage,and sometimes now, he's learned to smile, yet seething in his…
Captian's Log Virpig Hunt 5 Dec 2023 When the thing finally stepped into the light, my heart skipped a beat. Since we began tracking the monster, I had wondered what sort of man or beast had left…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: Winter-Robbed Trees 1 Dec 2023 Feeling sick. Here's a bit of something I've been working on. The wind wept through the winter-robbed trees, their creaking limbs adding to the mellow air a threatening undertone. Vecrain…
Captian's Log Deadly Vapor 29 Nov 2023 As the deadly vapor, carried by an evil wind, came rolling ever nearer, I felt again that strange impulse, to stay, to watch the yellow billows of the mist until…
Captian's Log One More Step 27 Nov 2023 There stands then, one more threshold, one more step, as it were, the taking of which will prohibit any retrogression. There is no repentance beyond this point. You will have…
Captian's Log What I Had Before 25 Nov 2023 The love goes out of everything, and everything is dead. Pleasure is gone, and pain won't sting, won't roust me from my bed. I want to be alive again, if…
Captian's Log I Don’t Know 24 Nov 2023 The utter devastation was palpable, but not in anything he could lay his hand too. The charred walls, the ash, the withered remains of life—broken picture frames, a table that…
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