Captian's Log Death of the Masked Queen 10 Aug 2021 A spiderweb of fissures spread across her porcelain mask. Her shadowed eyes stared out at me as though about to ask the reason I had cast my deadly bolt into…
Captian's Log Drabble: Balloon 9 Aug 2021 Tears crept into his eyes, and he grinned a wild grin. The earth was falling away. He leaned over the edge of the basket as the fire filled the balloon…
Captian's Log Directory: The Black Gate of Taltoth 4 Aug 2021 The Black Gate of Taltoth stands like a mountain of rough obsidian, its jagged sides rising up like demonic spires. Its center, however, is perfectly polished, a sort of massive…
By the Sword By the Sword: The Seven 31 Jul 202130 Jul 2021 Check out the latest installment of By the Sword: The Seven CHECK OUT THE OTHER PARTS: By The Sword Part 1: How it Began Part 2: Questions Part 3: The…
Captian's Log From the Typewriter: Yellow Moors 30 Jul 202127 Jul 2021 Look who got his old electronic typewriter working, well, not older per se, its technically newer than my other, but see, I had this one first, so in that sense…
Captian's Log From the Typewriter: Dreams on the Plains of Terrasoo 22 Jul 2021 The windswept plains of Terrasoo, full of dying, yellow grass, stretches off into the purple sky. The saddle chaffs, and my back is sore. The horizon is still far, and…
Captian's Log Short: What Turns the Gears? 6 Jul 2021 Please Read: What Turns the Gears? Excerpt: They called it the machine. It was a factory. Most of the men, coming onto four generations, were employed there, and those who…
Captian's Log Drabble: Psychopomp 21 Jun 2021 "I heard you died, man." "I did. You were there, remember?" "Oh yeah! So, what ya up to now? Ghosting people 'n stuff?" "Not exactly." "Zombeing? Vaping?" "Got a short…
Captian's Log Drabble: Forget 20 Jun 2021 The spirit was bright, white like a flame, and from the darkness of my cell, I could not stand look upon him. My eyes burned as if touching fire. His…
Captian's Log Drabble: In the Castle 18 Jun 2021 There are dark things in the castle, and the darkest of them is enthroned in its center, a smiling spider squatting in the middle of his web, his victim's carcasses…
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