Captian's Log Acrostic: Trick or Treat 7 Oct 2020 Terror will strike!Roars in the night!Insanity spreads!Coffins for beds!Killers grow bold! Other optionsRemain for us: Times which I like,Remembered delights,Engorged on candy,A night to be free,Tales to be told.
Captian's Log Poem: Soul 30 Sep 2020 O ancient pillars, rough and old, of this eternal night, O blessed pillars, stark and bold, preserve me in my plight. She runs across uneven earth upturned…
Captian's Log Vampire’s Kiss 8 Aug 2020 The deadly thorn of her words was reserved for those who thought to pick such a flower; she was a wild rose, and no mortal hand could pluck her. Her…
Captian's Log Monster Poem: Lust of the Mummy 5 May 20205 May 2020 Please Enjoy: Lust of the Mummy So, I recently watched the old Boris Karloff movie The Mummy. It was a little dated, but a lot of fun as well. I…
Captian's Log Worms 9 Apr 2020 The worms coiled around each other in listless orgy, safe in the dark flesh of the corpse. Their formless mass in slow, steady movement ate at the body. Blind and…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Harvester 2 Dec 20192 Dec 2019 The crunch of dried leaves, blown by some playful spirit onto the road, escorted me as I traversed the twilit ranch. Shadows danced as I passed, jumping around in the…
Captian's Log 2019: Happy Halloween 31 Oct 2019 A happy Halloween I wish to one and all, and tasty, tasty treats for everyone this fall. For anyone who remembers, I was supposed to have prepared a special post…
Captian's Log Shadows 28 Sep 2019 I feel my body stir, long wasting in this darkness, as something pulls at my soul. Fighting through the filth and mildew surrounding me, I break into the air, the…
Captian's Log Poem: The Dark Comes First 12 Aug 2019 Please Read: The Dark Comes First His beak the soft flesh tears; no life is left which cares to shoo black feathered fowl away. Stale bile cakes his crown; black…
Captian's Log Poem: The Gods of Death 2 Jul 20192 Jul 2019 The Great Worm The Worm, it eats, and worms devour the subtlest forms of man. The Worm, loveless, in empty bower consumes all life began. The Darkness The spreading shadows…
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