Captian's Log The Beggar’s Bowl 29 Dec 202527 Dec 2025 The beggar smiled through his dirt encrusted face, quickly snatching the coins from his bowl. The hand retracted into his tattered tunic. "Wouldn't," I asked, "it be better to show…
Captian's Log Seer 28 Dec 202526 Dec 2025 What comes after . . . I cannot tell. Whether dreams or darkness or light. What remains, I know. Love. Love remains here. There, I can only guess. Then, have you found your way,…
Captian's Log Black 22 Dec 2025 "So what becomes of us when we close our eyes? When we dream? And when we fall past our dreams into that darkness of nothing? What are we when we…
Captian's Log In the Schoolroom 21 Dec 202513 Dec 2025 The spindly body of the old schoolmaster lay broken in the classroom. I suppose I had not expected him to survive among all the dead, but there was some pang…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 15 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 The box he put my head in was just a little too big, and I rattled around in it dreadfully. If he had taken the time to crunch up the…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 14 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 "Oh! No, no, my apologies," he said. "I didn't know. I can kill you while you're sitting, if you'd prefer." "No, I'd prefer it if you'd go bug some other…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 13 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 I stared at the grey sheets of The Necrotic Times then threw them down on the table. "Thank you," I said, and groaning, made to stand. It was a valiant…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 12 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 He started toward my throne and did a little salute with his sword. "Now rise and face me!" he commanded. Tsa! I ejaculated. "That's rich. Come barging in here, cutting…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 11 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 "You have held these souls in bondage…" he went on. I wasn't sure if the speech was prepared or not. It seemed to flow, but I wasn't really paying any…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 10 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 The zombies rushed forward like linebackers, but he was ready. He'd burst through the door, sword drawn, and before the first rusted halberd could flay him, had already parried it…
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