Captian's Log Re: Ravi Zacharias | Behold My Emotional Vomit 8 Apr 2021 The dreams of a shadowed mind, the thoughts of a wicked heart, the hopes of perverted desire, the axioms of the wise, the beneficence of the good, and the will…
Captian's Log Drabble: Crazy 6 Apr 2021 "And what do you see?" he asks me. I see, I don't tell him what I see, things outside this world—a demon's snarling face. "An inkblot," I say, sneering. He…
Captian's Log Drabble: A Moment in the Breeze 5 Apr 2021 And down the turning, twisting path, my blurring eyes and spinning head, and on and up and out—I'm out! I stand upon the hill and see— The vista's vast, the…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Grey Town 2 Apr 2021 There is no rain here, and no sun; there is neither light nor darkness. All is grey. Here, these grey people put on their grey clothes and walk the grey…
Captian's Log Drabble: Striving After the Wind 28 Mar 2021 There is nothing here, nothing of importance. Only the wastes of a desert stretching out toward the cool horizon, and the haze of the heat, unseen scorpions, only these. Yet…
Captian's Log Drabble: Winter’s Zombies 24 Mar 2021 Zombies running round the corner, shotguns ringing out, recorded music in the promenade, and hints of winter, falling snow, not sticking yet, gentle glass drifting in the air. Our breath,…
Captian's Log Drabble: Duel | Part 2 20 Mar 202119 Mar 2021 Too eager, you step into my blade. Was it that moment the sun chased away the storms? How brilliant that misty morning, with you dead at my feet. How cold…
Captian's Log Drabble: Duel | Part 1 19 Mar 2021 How the rains descended over us, crashing down like waves. Still, our swords were drawn in that darkness. Our feet slipping in the mud, we lunged and retreated. I could…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Grotesque 16 Mar 2021 He counts, whispering to himself, "One . . . two . . . three . . . one . . . two . . . three . . . "…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: My Fatal Choice 13 Mar 20219 Mar 2021 The shots ring out, and in a semi-comic scene, he falls behind the counter, his legs flailing in the air a moment. I grin, chuckling a little. Throwing the gun…
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