Captian's Log Let Us Consider 21 Sep 20228 Sep 2022 There's one thing I think we should consider as regards our recent discovery. It is in a sense ancillary to the practical necessities facing us at the moment, but given…
Captian's Log Spare a Brain? 18 Sep 202217 Sep 2022 Can anybody spare a brain?It hate to ask; it's such a pain.That graveyard Joe bit me last nightwhen he and I had quite the fight,and I've been tossing on my…
Captian's Log The Storage Units 16 Sep 2022 The things that were once men were all facing the broken television. A constant hum of static entertained them, and they gathered round its light like moths. They were, I…
Captian's Log Poem: The Dying Die Alone 14 Sep 2022 And in the end the dying die alone,for every final breath is breathed alone.I know the carpenter has made the box,the digger still is caked in mud from work,the clippers…
Captian's Log Poem: The End of the World 12 Sep 2022 https://taletold.wordpress.com/poems-2/the-end-of-the-world/
Captian's Log September 11th: Dread 11 Sep 202210 Sep 2022 I have, with a certain sense of dread, been awaiting today. Our country seems so divided, and the divisions appear dogmatic. I look around and wonder if there is room…
Captian's Log Proceed 10 Sep 2022 The thing from the laboratory shambled upon its shaking limbs, its one, giant eye, red and inflamed, staring hatefully at me. It inflated itself, stretching its sagging skin to the…
Captian's Log The Beauty of the Sun 6 Sep 2022 The sun came out from behind the clouds, and the dirty wet street, with its ruts full of rain, gleamed like gold. All was silent in the dead city. I…
Captian's Log A Curse and a Gift 5 Sep 2022 The wizard whispered a strange, ancient spell spoken once so very long, long ago. The red flames of the demon-king's eyes dimmed, and the wild curses spewing from his parsed…
Captian's Log Spider’s Art 4 Sep 20223 Sep 2022 How pretty shines these little strands,this rainbowed silk, the spider's web.How subtle are the weaver's bandswhich hold her guests while their lives ebb.What nightly terrors trouble mewhile wrapped in dreams…