Captian's Log Ghost of Thurmander 12 Dec 202412 Dec 2024 "I thought I had found you at last," he said, his eyes far away, "but the you I had in mind, the you I remember…" he didn't finish, only stared…
Captian's Log Haunted by Love 30 Oct 202426 Oct 2024 "I'm haunted," he said with a despairing sigh worthy of the stage we were under and all the odd bits of waiting theatre artifice long stowed and forgotten. "Wherever I…
Captian's Log Accepted Apology 16 Oct 2024 The vampire fell into his chair, stunned silent, the dreadful missive drifting from his listless fingers like autumn's leaf onto the bloody floor. One of the ghouls that he kept…
Captian's Log Please Read: Brother 9 Oct 2024 Please Read: BrotherI'm pleased to announce that my short story, Brother, is now live on the Futurist Letters. I'd really appreciate it if you'd go read it and share it…
Captian's Log Stage Lights 19 Sep 202414 Sep 2024 "When we sleep, are we the ones who dream, or are dreams the things happening to us? Do dreamers dream, or do dreams? Are we the subjects of the sentence…
Captian's Log From the Tower 15 Sep 202414 Sep 2024 From the tower, I watched the unfolding madness. From behind some stone column, I gazed down at the little hell below. Fire and blood and murder, theft and abandonment and…
Captian's Log Accounting 13 Aug 202410 Aug 2024 The little band was playing a gentle melody that I half recognized. Mike was sawing at that fiddle of his with long, laborious stokes, his eyes following the measures of…
Captian's Log Short Story: Mr. Puckle-luckle 21 Jun 202415 Jun 2024 Please Read:Mr. Puckle-luckle https://taletold.wordpress.com/short-stories/mr-puckle-luckle/
Captian's Log Counting Broken China 16 Jun 202410 Jun 2024 The pronouncement of the queen was death, as it always was, though I had the temerity to ask her why. She scoffed, she sneered, her face turned red, but this…
Captian's Log Clean Up 9 Jun 20247 Jun 2024 Seeping through the plaster, slow as an army of slugs, the bloody ooze crawled. So, there was another portal, I thought. A good hiding place, behind the wall. Who would…
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