Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (Third Invocation) 20 Jun 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The Addition: Oh sing an un-regarded song, a verse remembered naught for savage man’s diverse and wicked schemes; his heart unkind is bent toward self and gain,…
Captian's Log For All Will Be One 18 Jun 2018 (Unearthed, the archaeologists discovered the skull of a man. It was pre-union, but dated to around The Epoch. Wads of paper had been stuffed into it's jaw, and careful examination…
Captian's Log The Chase 13 Jun 2018 “It’s a tall order.” There was no response from the young writer. He sat at his desk, covered in shadows, staring at a piece of paper. A pen rested in…
Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (Fear) 4 Jun 2018 Read: The Werewolf Epic The Addition: ___________________________Thus vomiting, in issue comes the internal workings of a thin doe: stomach and heart and lungs, all garlanded in intestines’ coils. The husk he…
The Eyes of God Update: The Eyes of God 29 May 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: So he began to speak: The prophet lit his lantern disrupting the night. His murderers tried him. He was brought before the…
Captian's Log… Update: The Eyes of God 13 May 2018 Check out the update to The Eyes of God: Beyond that first row of guards, the giant wall of towering trees, I into the darkness wander. Following my guide, I enter…
By the Sword… By the Sword: The Pier 12 May 2018 Please Check out the latest installment to By The Sword: The Pier Here is a snippet: . . .As when a hunted animal sees the predators closing in, and in…
By the Sword By the Sword: Rough Draft 11 May 20181 Feb 2021 The Pier John sat muttering, little noticing the silent tread of the youth wandering among the fishing vessels. In his hands he wrung a well-worn net: it was frayed in…
By the Sword By the Sword: Rough Draft 9 May 2018 The Pier John sat muttering, little noticing the silent tread of the youth wandering among the fishing vessels. In his hands he wrung a well-worn net: it was frayed in…
By the Sword… By The Sword: Rough Draft 7 May 2018 The Pier John sat muttering, little noticing the silent tread of the youth wandering among the fishing vessels. In his hands he wrung a well-worn net: it was frayed in…
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