Captian's Log The Hunt 20 Apr 2020 The grass lazily bowed as a passing current carried the foreshadowing scent of dust to Joshua’s bleeding nose. The grey clouds overhead smothered the sky, and all the feathered birds…
Captian's Log Perspective 17 Apr 2020 Disclaimer: I don't know what's wrong with me today, but I keep making egregious typing errors. I think I ironed them all out here, but nobody is perfect. The skeleton…
Captian's Log Poem: The Unknown 31 Jan 2020 As the world grew dark in the strength of day and the screams of death overwhelmed the sky only he stood up with his sword held high and invaders slew.…
Captian's Log Short: Hunter 14 Jan 2020 “I never wanted this,” I hear my own voice, like a dying gasp, escape me. Tears were welling in my eyes. “I’m not—” the words wouldn’t come. Chocking back a…
By the Sword By the Sword: Rough Draft | Part 16 29 Dec 201929 Dec 2019 The five soldiers approached, raising their swords over their heads. The glint of their steel paled as they stepped out of the fading daylight and into the stretching shadows of…
Captian's Log Tall Tale: Return 28 Dec 2019 By this time, we had been climbing four or five days. The march was terrible. Three were already dead, the other six would die soon, and if any of us…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Mirror 11 Dec 2019 In a place just left of this milepost, through overgrown pricks—yes, it is dark; cast your lantern on that stone—there is a sight best unseen. Ah, moss has covered the…
Captian's Log Poem: Lost Between 3 Nov 2019 When everywhere is somewhere else and you, standing between, see everyone is someone else, be sure you are unseen. The light will blind a fair maiden but bring her beauty…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Blessed Mist 26 Oct 2019 The hills rolled on forever, deep into the mist, and yet, she knew that far beyond her sight the world awaited, the depressing potholes, the vain cars, broken windows and…
Captian's Log The Tyrant 19 Oct 2019 He draws his sword; its polished steel, shimmering in the sun, shines like the clear waters of a bubbling brook. The blade races forward, stabbing at the heart of the…
