Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Morning King 27 Jul 202122 Jul 2021 I am not sure how well my prince took my counsel. He has been called the mourning king, after all, a pun, I am sure, off of his chosen emblem.…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Morning King 26 Jul 202122 Jul 2021 "Let not this gloomy place or dark deed color your future, my prince. This chamber can once again become gay. His banners can be taken down and some light let…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Morning King 25 Jul 202122 Jul 2021 The prince gazed upon that fallen villain many hours more, the blood drying upon his blade. It was reported he spoke to the dead man, though no one heard any…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Morning King 24 Jul 202122 Jul 2021 "Duty," he sighed, his gaze drifting downward. "Why?" "He took the throne; killed your father. He tried to kill you." "Why?" "Power, greed," I surmised. "The usual companions of man."…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Morning King 23 Jul 202122 Jul 2021 The prince stood like a statue, his eyes fallen upon the usurper's corpse. His red tipped sword dripped upon the stones while under the lifeless body a spreading pool of…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Light 21 Jul 2021 We sought the light through the vast epochs of time, wandering through millennia and millennia. We passed ages unrecorded and unknown, eras of wilderness and untamed growth, and long worn…
Captian's Log Poem: End of the World 10 Jul 2021 So this is the end of the world when all ships have been docked into port, There's no train to be caught, and we all must get off. Disaster is…
Captian's Log Drabble: My Friend the Zombie 9 Jul 2021 The zombie was chill—er, room temperature, but still, he was chill. Didn't talk too much, for starters, ate little; he didn't bother me. He couldn't bother me. He was locked…
Captian's Log Drabble: Psychopomp 21 Jun 2021 "I heard you died, man." "I did. You were there, remember?" "Oh yeah! So, what ya up to now? Ghosting people 'n stuff?" "Not exactly." "Zombeing? Vaping?" "Got a short…
Captian's Log Drabble: Forget 20 Jun 2021 The spirit was bright, white like a flame, and from the darkness of my cell, I could not stand look upon him. My eyes burned as if touching fire. His…
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