Captian's Log Drabble: A Sick Heart 24 Nov 2020 A melancholy air infects my lungs, and my breath is heavy with a sadness that is not quite sorrow. I sit alone in the evening, about me the noise of…
Captian's Log Drabble: I Look to the Rising Sun 14 Nov 202014 Nov 2020 The breaking dawn, his brilliant beams shooting above the hill, how wonderful. What a blessing to the eye. What wonderful treasures are writ large in nature; What impoverished creatures we…
Captian's Log Drabble: The King is Dead 13 Nov 2020 At twelve o'clock the king died, or there abouts. It's not really that important when he died. The important fact is he died. He died; we're to mourn him. Put…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: What’s Done 2 Nov 2020 My hand is in the satchel, and I feel the coldness against my palm. Grasping the little demon, I pull it into the light. Again, I close my eyes, and…
Captian's Log Drabble Series:What’s Done 1 Nov 2020 No more lies, I tell myself. The idol seems heavy as I walk through the halls of the apartment. So silent, this abandoned place. When will they find the body?…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: What’s Done 30 Oct 2020 I replace the idol into my satchel, and as I leave, I turn once more to the dead thing on the floor. The blood is splattered everywhere, and it pools…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: What’s Done 29 Oct 2020 I hated him, but this seems so cruel. I had stood there, begging him not to open the door, knowing he'd have to, have to prove himself, have to throw…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: What’s Done 28 Oct 2020 That's what I thought you'd do, I think to myself as he opens the door. I close my eyes; I don't want to watch. As the shotgun rings out, I…
Captian's Log Drabble: Song of David 23 Oct 2020 He came upon the stage, a weary smile hanging on his face, and through his gritted teeth began to play. O the chords he strummed, the notes he plucked, and…
Captian's Log Unyielding Night 17 Oct 202017 Oct 2020 In endless war the keep is held against the hellish ranks, the knights who hold it brought thereto without consent. They find themselves there at the keep, and shortly pressed…
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