Captian's Log Seer 28 Dec 202526 Dec 2025 What comes after . . . I cannot tell. Whether dreams or darkness or light. What remains, I know. Love. Love remains here. There, I can only guess. Then, have you found your way,…
Captian's Log The Sower 27 Dec 202526 Dec 2025 So silent is the weary kingwho throneless stands, though sufferingsuch weight that many might be bowed;yet still he stands, for he has vowedto be the man that his men need.…
Captian's Log If It’s True 26 Dec 2025 Standing by the rudder, watching the city burn, the smoky pillars of destruction lifted high into a black and starless sky—and my heart grew cold, then. I did not feel…
Captian's Log Black 22 Dec 2025 "So what becomes of us when we close our eyes? When we dream? And when we fall past our dreams into that darkness of nothing? What are we when we…
Captian's Log In the Schoolroom 21 Dec 202513 Dec 2025 The spindly body of the old schoolmaster lay broken in the classroom. I suppose I had not expected him to survive among all the dead, but there was some pang…
Captian's Log Finished Phantastes 19 Dec 202513 Dec 2025 I recently finished reading, after a very long hiatus, Phantastes by George Macdonald. It was not, for my tastes, the best. The long break corresponded to the point where I…
Captian's Log Tree of Man 17 Dec 202512 Dec 2025 Upon the stage, a confusion of acrobats leapt through the air; somersaulting, twisting, cartwheeling, the tumblers' constant motion mesmerized. Soon, I suspected, the chaos would resolve. The stronger men would…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 15 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 The box he put my head in was just a little too big, and I rattled around in it dreadfully. If he had taken the time to crunch up the…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 14 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 "Oh! No, no, my apologies," he said. "I didn't know. I can kill you while you're sitting, if you'd prefer." "No, I'd prefer it if you'd go bug some other…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 13 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 I stared at the grey sheets of The Necrotic Times then threw them down on the table. "Thank you," I said, and groaning, made to stand. It was a valiant…
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