Captian's Log Short Story: The Damned City 22 Nov 2018 In all men’s lives a journey comes, and I was in the midst of mine. I had stalled, though, and was alone in some outgrowth of a harbor few tourists…
Captian's Log Poem: Broken Sword 20 Nov 2018 A short little jaunt into a medieval fantasy. Please enjoy. I know no other way and draw my broken sword. The jagged edge, which once pointed would pierce the flesh,…
Captian's Log Veil of Stone 18 Nov 2018 So silently dreamy night comes in, a wave of the rising wintry tide, and over those ancient stones her cool lips kiss the scene with lengthening shadows. How dark and…
Captian's Log The Forgotten Columns 17 Nov 2018 Four broken and tumbled columns remain in that deserted waste. Slowly the foliage creeps over their ruins, but faceless gardeners return to clear the forest away. They are at times…
Captian's Log Temples 15 Nov 2018 “The heroes are dead, and we have killed them,” he shouted to the gathering crowd. They were below him. He was upon the castle terrace, the bloody dagger in his…
The Eyes of God Update: The Eyes of God 5 Nov 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: His hands reached out for me, and all along the sagging skin of his arms were the cavernous recesses in which those…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Giant’s Mouth 4 Nov 2018 Please Read: The Giant’s Mouth I started this story more than four months ago when on a trip, and have regretfully left it unfinished, that is, unfinished 'til now. It originally…
Captian's Log Ghost Story: Funeral Party 31 Oct 2018 Pleas read: Funeral Party This has been a long time coming. I started this story nearly eight years ago, and working on it here and there since then have come to…
By the Sword By the Sword: Rough Draft (A Job) 28 Oct 2018 A Job [Read more of this part here] “I supposed you’re not interested in meeting with the soldiers?” said the boxer. The swordsman replied with a quick twist of his…
The Eyes of God Update: The Eyes of God 23 Oct 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: I gazed upon my hand and the scar which had been a great swelling sore until I drained it. I looked to…
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