Captian's Log Drabble Series: My Fatal Choice 12 Mar 20219 Mar 2021 There is a radio droning on beside him, the volume low. Reports of traffic, clear, summer days, an end to the war, all white noise. All these ebb and flow,…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: My Fatal Choice 11 Mar 20219 Mar 2021 He looks at me from across the counter, his eyes drooping. A bushy mustache hides his lips, and his cheeks and chin are dark with stubble. A thin, white cigarette…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: My Fatal Choice 10 Mar 20219 Mar 2021 A man carries things in life. Some things a man's forced to carry, for no man is his own master. Some things we want to carry. Mostly, it's a mixture.…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: My Fatal Choice 9 Mar 2021 The butcher's shop, its door propped open with a little wooden wedge, sent the enticing aroma of salami and pepperoni out unto the sidewalk; good marketing. Beside it, the closed…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: My Fatal Choice 8 Mar 2021 The shadow of the blimp passed, and I shivered in its darkness. Overhead, its motors roared, a distant din, and I, with hands in pockets, walked on, whistling a simple…
Captian's Log But What Do You Fear? 3 Mar 2021 I have traveled far and wide. I have seen princes of noble birth, and self-styled kings—bandit lords. I have seen a brother kill a brother, and that second brother, the…
Captian's Log Drabble: Black Covenant 20 Feb 2021 He made a covenant, with what I do not know, and he would keep his terrible oath: He would spill blood every day of his life. There may be something…
Captian's Log Drabble: Interminable Interim 19 Feb 2021 The lights go out, and I'm in darkness. Silence invades my core as I lay upon my bed, too hot with the covers on, too exposed without them. My thoughts…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: Distant 13 Feb 2021 Eventually, by some odd circumstance, this debris, caught in the various pulls of diverse stars, gradually found itself in an eon long circuit. Its arrivals, well predicted on three distinct…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: Distant 12 Feb 2021 An old and weathered bit of metal goes on its ceaseless course, a silent hearse lost in the endless night of space. Still, the stars outside its window have hardly…
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