Captian's Log Memento Mori 12 Jul 20238 Jul 2023 The daylight touched upon the corpse. It was little more than a skeleton covered in dust and cobwebs. The man had died at his desk, his head his own monkish…
Captian's Log Reprieve 10 Jul 20238 Jul 2023 "Men have been killed for less," I said, cocking the gun. "And unjustly killed, I might add. Many a gallows has snapped an innocent neck, and even a guilty neck,…
Captian's Log The Toy Maker 6 Jul 20231 Jul 2023 The hunched figure shuddered, and a long, thin arm readjusted the rather worn hat resting on its head. The appendage retreated back to the workbench, and the beetle-like creature sighed.…
Captian's Log On the Death of My Uncle at the End of a Slow Suicide 18 Jun 202317 Jun 2023 Please God, he was only ever good to me. I know, I cannot help but know it, what sort of man he was. But is there not some hope for…
Captian's Log The Fallen Ones 17 Jun 202310 Jun 2023 He started wheeling his way back toward me, taking little steps to inch the chair into the light. His face, still stern, was welcome in the wake of that grey…
Captian's Log The Fallen Ones 16 Jun 202310 Jun 2023 "I'm not saying it doesn't exist," he remonstrated. "It's just not a spaceship; not a chariot either. It didn't come from another planet. It didn't travel at all in the…
Captian's Log The Fallen Ones 15 Jun 202310 Jun 2023 He had rolled out of the solitary light produced by the only lit desk lamp and had become a grey outline. After my escape from the inhuman things, themselves called…
Captian's Log The Fallen Ones 14 Jun 202310 Jun 2023 Exasperated, the old don sat down hard in an empty swivel chair, sending himself sliding away while his face kept up its perfect, wrinkled composure under that wild head of…
Captian's Log The Fallen Ones 13 Jun 202310 Jun 2023 "It's not a spaceship in the way we've been taught to think about it. It's not something made. It's not technology, really. No, not even biology. It's…it's almost, I want…
Captian's Log Complications 10 Jun 20233 Jun 2023 There can be complications with turning yourself into a moose, the loss of opposable thumbs and ability to speak among them. The antlers were a plus; but you can't type…
