Captian's Log Drabble: Crossed Swords 25 Jan 2020 The swords crossed with a simple clang announcing the beginning of the duel. The patrons all stood, startled, backing up toward the walls as the combatants began their debate. Some…
Captian's Log Drabble: The City 18 Jan 2020 Weird things lurk in the soggy pits of caves, and odd shadows loom behind forgotten cellar doors. On the other hand, the things in the daylight aren’t perfectly kosher either,…
Captian's Log Drabble: Robot’s Eulogy 17 Jan 202016 Jan 2020 Robots have no tears. We were not made with such superfluity. We were made to function. Robots have no blood. We have circuits, timers, and gears. We are steel, not…
Captian's Log Drabble: Burn It Down 12 Jan 2020 He sat there coolly, cigarette smoke rising in lazy arcs around his head, as they rattled the door. Muttering to himself more than anything, he advised the devils to quit.…
Captian's Log Drabble: Sunrise 8 Jan 2020 The sun was rising. Golden rays shot forth their light upon the long forgotten world. For eons night had smothered the land, for eons she had been breeding, infesting the…
Captian's Log Drabble: Dying Flames 6 Jan 2020 He stokes the fire. The embers reveal their red glow as they turn over, and then grow black. The smoke rises in twisting plumes as the fire dies. The world…
Captian's Log Drabble: Separated 15 Dec 2019 The hull against a reef had crashed, and we, in mortal combat locked, were thrown into the air when she did sudd’nly stop. Quick still our swords did ringing meet,…
Captian's Log Drabble: Cold 4 Dec 2019 Let me remember, then, the cold. Winter comes in slowly, at times, but one storm will bring it in a day. I remember the snow, sad, melting, snow which covered…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Mask 27 Nov 2019 “You can never take it off again once you put it on.” I knew the words were true as he said them, and I looked down at the inside of…
Captian's Log Drabble: I Still Could See 25 Nov 2019 The soft flowing air rustling the trees blew over me. My flesh in goosebumps, my breath caught in my throat, my shirt and hair swaying: Night, I saw the night…
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