Captian's Log Poem: The Dragon Fierce 2 Sep 2021 The dragon fierce, the hero brave, and the battle rages on.The fire burns, the sword, it cleaves, and the fight will soon be won.The lizard's dead, the hero worn, but…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Grand Towers 1 Sep 2021 Grand, the towers stand with streaming banners on the wind, but grander still the mysteries that lie therein. Awful rests the ivry throne made out of human bone. More awful…
Captian's Log Please Read: The Trusty 29 Aug 202126 Aug 2021 Please Read:The Trusty Excerpt: "Depends on whom you ask. Your occultist friends would call it a potion, your scientists a phosphorescent mixture of unknown compounds. That wacko who drove you…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Floating Isle of Lolth 27 Aug 202126 Aug 2021 The painter chap, nice fellow he was, took him to some sanitorium afterward. They found him raving with a fever, so's the tale, speaking of the old king and a…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Floating Isle of Lolth 26 Aug 2021 I've said we should make prints of the thing, sell postcards, there's a real genius to that painting, but people be a fearing it. Suppose that's why they keep it…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Floating Isle of Lolth 25 Aug 2021 They keep the painting in the chapel down the street there, if you want to see it. A queer effect it has on the mind. You sit there staring at…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Floating Isle of Lolth 24 Aug 202124 Aug 2021 The floating Isle of Lolth is only seen through clouded mists upon the lonely hills, and as though 'twere mist itself, it vanishes before the eye knows what it sees.…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Fantasy 23 Aug 2021 Falling through the depths of death Advancing through unconscious streams Nearing never any end Tossed, and tossed, and tossed again At once some sound may rend Silence, the dwelling of…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: Cold Blood 22 Aug 2021 I'm brain dead, running on no sleep. Too tired, too frail. Here's a piece I've been working on: The old wizard lumbered around the counter, beckoning me with a wave…
Captian's Log Short: Rat King 20 Aug 2021 You could hear them scampering, see their shifting shadows in the corner of your eye, smell their horrible piss. I knew they wouldn't show themselves. Dreadful little things. Their squeaking,…
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