Captian's Log After All 27 May 202527 May 2025 The angel weeps in the rain. What dreams the carved stone? Is there sight in those eyes? May those wings spread and soar? Silent, the rain runs down the smooth…
Captian's Log The Nothing That Comes 21 May 2025 Battered and bruised, the fighter stood, his hands tightly clenched as his legs burned with the fire of exhaustion, of long and arduous labor, of meeting their breaking point and…
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 Strange Story 18 Jun 2020 There’s a strange story they’ve been telling . . . say there’s a ship in port . . . looking for men. Oh, that’s not the strange thing, no. No,…
Captian's Log Two Shorts From the Typewriter 8 Apr 2020 I played around with my typewriter again this afternoon.
Captian's Log Short Story: We Were Human 20 Jan 2020 “They were human once, were things of blood and bone and flesh, would cry or laugh, they were once men like unto all men, would have died like all men…
Captian's Log The Masked Devil 13 Jan 202013 Jan 2020 The dissonant chords broke through the haze of my clouded thoughts, interrupting my troubled revelries. The figurine of Satan twirled as the music box ground out its pre-written tune. The…
Bureau of Clandestine Affairs Short Story: The Island 9 Jan 20209 Jan 2020 There is an island I know of. It’s not a place sailors are likely to put on a map. It can’t be got to that way. I don’t know where…
Captian's Log Drabble: Hammer 21 Nov 2019 His blood fell from him onto the floor, dripping slowly from his brow. The hammer had left a crater in his skull. He stood there, his body processing the blow…
Captian's Log Drabble: Dust 2 Nov 2019 Where not was the ash? It was settled over the ground, grey and dusty. The breeze moved it about in dreary swells. Sometimes you saw what was beneath, the charred…