Captian's Log The Keeper’s Fare 5 Aug 2022 The theatre was closed. It had been closed longer than Gin could remember. Since his parents and he'd moved here, obviously, but how long before that? He could never get…
Captian's Log O Captain of My Heart 4 Aug 2022 How my heart burned in my breast all the day! How dreadful it is, like anticipation, only there's nothing. There's nothing to anticipate anymore; nothing to hope for or look…
Captian's Log Burned 26 Jul 2022 Behind his closed eyes, the fire still raged. He burned as though, even now, the flames were dancing upon his skin. His charcoal, undying corpse lay wrapped in white bandages…
Captian's Log Rant: Dystopia and Noise 25 Jul 2022 Noise. I don't like it, but you can't escape it. It's always playing anywhere you go. Sometimes it's good, sometimes it's bad, mostly it's mediocre, but it's almost always background.…
Captian's Log Halloween Memory 24 Jul 2022 The paper mask hangs there on the wall, a memory. I cannot take it down. It rests between the stars, beside the waxing moon. I sometimes think of her. I…
Captian's Log Philip 23 Jul 202221 Jul 2022 The skeleton lifted his cursed sword as he slowly stepped toward his opponent, his unmoving opponent. Blood from Philip's wound fell onto the polished, mirrorlike blade of his father's weapon.…
Captian's Log Philip 22 Jul 202221 Jul 2022 "I said I would," he groaned. "I've come to claim what was lost." "You can barely stand." "I invoke," gasped Philip, "the right to combat." "You have no sword." "You…
Captian's Log Philip 21 Jul 202221 Jul 2022 "You've had trouble." The observation almost made him laugh. "Yes," Philip replied. The old, skeletal figure nodded its white, bald head in acknowledgement without any change coming over its shriveled…
Captian's Log Ashes 9 Jul 2022 There was a dream we whispered in the night, whispered so low we could barely hear our voices, yet we knew; we all dreamed it, were haunted by it—ever dreaming…
Captian's Log Beyond the Mirror 6 Jul 2022 There could never be anyone in the mirror but a blind man, blind to the world beyond the looking glass. He shaves, pisses, poses, but he never lives. He comes…
