Captian's Log Immortal Fall 1 Mar 202621 Feb 2026 I have been falling for so very long now that I can sometimes forget, push it out of my mind, and pretend. In another thousand years, will I be human…
Captian's Log The Last Zombie III 26 Feb 202621 Feb 2026 Little details cling to the moment for me, the whoop-whoop of my sling as I began to spin it faster and faster, the erratic twitchings of the shambler as it…
Captian's Log The Last Zombie II 25 Feb 202621 Feb 2026 It was past noon, but still bright. All kinds of insects were flying about the low sunbeams, and the stems of various flowers would bend under the weight of a…
Captian's Log The Last Zombie I 24 Feb 202621 Feb 2026 He was not long dead, I think; bloated, though, and pale. The clothes were fairly well kept, so I don't think he had been out wandering long. A shambler, I…
Captian's Log Getting Worse 21 Feb 202614 Feb 2026 Is it trauma when everyone is traumatized? I have been trying to understand The Turn of the Screw. Was it technically good? Yes. Frightening? Somewhat. But, I ask myself, what…
Captian's Log The Jungle 20 Feb 202614 Feb 2026 The tiger, bloody mouthed, drinks from the stream to cool his raging thirst. Already, flies are gathered there above the carcass, a buzzing cloud behind that tree. Soon, the smell…
Captian's Log Tomorrow Is Lent 17 Feb 2026 What a dearth I have fallen into. Exhaustion has robbed me of so much life. I hate working like this: Always too little rest, always leaning on that desperate energy…
Captian's Log The Dreams are Ended 15 Feb 20267 Feb 2026 I thought, just for a moment, that there was love. My fault; I forgot: What you were, what I was, that we're masks. Midnight came, and we ended with the…
Captian's Log Best to Pretend 13 Feb 20267 Feb 2026 Have you been dreaming? So softly, dreams come, visions broken in waking, shattered by a startling light. What violence the truth can bring. Best to close your eyes; keep them…
Captian's Log My Breast Your Grave 12 Feb 20267 Feb 2026 I try to find out where I broke my heart, which blow it was that did me in, but no pain or grief has slain my soul— I dwell upon…
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