Captian's Log Days of Darkness 29 Apr 202228 Apr 2022 The wind turns and turns and comes again on its circuit. So too, the message will return. The white ashes will fly over the whole world, but they must return,…
Captian's Log Days of Darkness 28 Apr 2022 The forest has taken over the town. I've watched it through the long decades climbing over the houses and fences, conquering roofs and uplifting sidewalks. Soon, no sign of life,…
Captian's Log Days of Darkness 27 Apr 2022 When the fire finally died in the light of the early morning, a great wind blew in from the east, and there was a silence left in its wake. All…
Captian's Log Champion of the Undead 25 Apr 2022 There are things outside in the daylight, things that drive people like me down into the darkness. There are things worse than vampires and ghouls, things far worse than an…
Captian's Log Champion of the Undead 24 Apr 202223 Apr 2022 There is, of course, a simple solution, one the other vampires would never endorse. Open the Gates of Night. Right now, the few cracks between the overworld and ours are…
Captian's Log Champion of the Undead 23 Apr 2022 When I first met them all, of course, I was alive. I was alive and terrified. I was running for my life. Wasn't quite fast enough. The other night, I…
Captian's Log Champion of the Undead 22 Apr 2022 The zombies are kind of fun to hang out with, now that I'm dead. The other vampires are a bit standoffish—old money and all that. The zombies, and the few…
Captian's Log Duel 30 Mar 2022 "You're dying," she realized aloud. "We're all dying," I said. "I'm just better at it." That terrible look of pity crossed her eyes. "Don't look at me like that," I…
Captian's Log Tower Past 29 Mar 2022 The old tower seemed to have just grown there; it was more like a giant, weathered stump than a castle. I suspect, if we could dig into the bare rock…
By an Idiot A Modest Proposal | By an Idiot 28 Mar 2022 At this point, given the price of meat, the only conceivable solution is that we start butchering our politicians. In times of crisis, we can't afford sentimentality, though how some…