Captian's Log O Captain of My Heart 4 Aug 2022 How my heart burned in my breast all the day! How dreadful it is, like anticipation, only there's nothing. There's nothing to anticipate anymore; nothing to hope for or look…
Captian's Log Lying 2 Aug 2022 Hiding my frown under a smile, I try distraction. "When's our food coming?" I asked. "Any minute now. Now tell me, when you were in that room, you switched on…
Captian's Log Crazy 1 Aug 2022 Clean eyes see allReason is a dream,And no one heeds the call;Zero voices scream,Yet no one's standing tall. Can any of us hopeReality is vain?Another way to cope,Zealots burn their…
Captian's Log The Quick and the Dead 31 Jul 2022 Cold are the dead there, buried in ice. Hear them howl through the night! Their voices whip and wind through that glacial gorge, crying out, begging for warmth, but no…
Captian's Log Castle Stoker 29 Jul 2022 To our friends at Castle Stoker, I have found it somewhat useful to let the zombies prowl about my lands. In their way, they're harmless enough, and they provide an…
Captian's Log Man-Slayer 28 Jul 2022 On soft and padded tiger's feet,under moon, beside the creek,old man-slayer is known to creep.where the brook gives bubbling speech. Who's never known a cobbled street,born upon the mountain's peak,lives…
Captian's Log Burned 26 Jul 2022 Behind his closed eyes, the fire still raged. He burned as though, even now, the flames were dancing upon his skin. His charcoal, undying corpse lay wrapped in white bandages…
Captian's Log Halloween Memory 24 Jul 2022 The paper mask hangs there on the wall, a memory. I cannot take it down. It rests between the stars, beside the waxing moon. I sometimes think of her. I…
Captian's Log Philip 23 Jul 202221 Jul 2022 The skeleton lifted his cursed sword as he slowly stepped toward his opponent, his unmoving opponent. Blood from Philip's wound fell onto the polished, mirrorlike blade of his father's weapon.…
Captian's Log Philip 22 Jul 202221 Jul 2022 "I said I would," he groaned. "I've come to claim what was lost." "You can barely stand." "I invoke," gasped Philip, "the right to combat." "You have no sword." "You…
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