Captian's Log Memories of a Shadow 4 Jan 2025 "The silent silhouette, passing through the light, there and gone, is burned into my mind. Someone else was there. A savior, perhaps. It's not much to go on, a memory…
Captian's Log A New World 1 Jan 202531 Dec 2024 They both reformed, slowly. There was a point, as the flesh and tissues began covering the bones, that he knew pain again. The transition from a sort of disembodied consciousness,…
Captian's Log Nothing to Take in the End 31 Dec 202424 Sep 2025 Let us set the scene. The sun is low, but it has been low many hours now, and that dim glow on the horizon, changeless, growing neither darker nor brighter,…
Captian's Log One With the Storm 30 Dec 2024 Stupid. That's all I can think. Stupid. Swallowing my anger, I close my eyes and try to breathe a moment. In the distance, I can hear the religious chanting from…
Captian's Log The Graverobber 29 Dec 202428 Dec 2024 The graverobber leaned on his shovel and sighed. His breath went forth as a white cloud that December morning, and it seemed all the weariness of his scoured soul was…
Captian's Log The Thieves’ Bazar 28 Dec 2024 A shrouded figure rode through the thieves' bazaar, the drooping tassels of his grey covering the same dark shade of his charcoal steed. His shadow moved through the lamplight, passing…
Captian's Log Run 27 Dec 2024 On the third day of my journey, I saw one. There are few pathways in those woods, and I had to climb over a knobby mound of raised roots where…
Captian's Log A Dream of Mine I Fear 26 Dec 2024 I sat beside a mighty stonewhere little moss had grownand in its shadow felt a chillthat haunts me this day stillFor I had stopped to picnic thereand breathe the open…
Captian's Log The Silence of Space 18 Dec 2024 The engine stalled, and for a few, breathless moments, the silence of space invaded the little shuttle. The momentum pressed us forward, and we drifted through the quiet, watchful stars.…
Captian's Log Dear Lord, From Lars 17 Dec 2024 My Lord, I thought perhaps you were coming. Perhaps you still are. You may be waylaid. You may, I can foresee, be harried with more pressing concerns. Or you might…
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