Captian's Log Drabble: The Grave 5 Apr 2020 The glistening, white marble stone cast a long shadow across the barren dirt. Its smooth faces were pristine, as if perpetually polished, and the deep etchings on it, like its…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Last Giant 10 Feb 2020 A giant was passing. I’d not seen one for many years. Pulling my car over, I parked, and leaving the airconditioned interior, entered the hot, summer day. I had been…
Captian's Log Winter Battles Spring 27 Aug 201927 Aug 2019 The cold wind blew over the fresh fields, a harsh chill interrupting the burgeoning summer. The green sprouts shivered as the mountainous breath passed. Thus, the giants declared war upon…
Captian's Log In a Dry Land 10 May 2019 Far from home he found a dried up tree, bleached white under the cruel sun, and for a moment sat on its crumbling roots, gazing over the riverbed, the dried…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Giant’s Mouth 4 Nov 2018 Please Read: The Giant’s Mouth I started this story more than four months ago when on a trip, and have regretfully left it unfinished, that is, unfinished 'til now. It originally…
Captian's Log Continued: Fidelity 28 Jun 201828 Jun 2018 (A continuation of the post Rough Draft: Fidelity) “You see it?” cried the younger sister. “There,” she pointed, “the two eyes, and there, the nose. You must see it. That…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: Fidelity 27 Jun 2018 She looked cute in her hiking outfit. He called it an outfit—hadn’t heard anyone else say it—her latest outfit. This was a cute one; he liked it. Short pants tight…
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