Captian's Log The Keeper’s Fare 6 Aug 2022 You see, he had me hold the ladder. Gin was never very popular, not that he cared; we weren't exactly close, but I was probably the closest thing he had…
Captian's Log The Keeper’s Fare 5 Aug 2022 The theatre was closed. It had been closed longer than Gin could remember. Since his parents and he'd moved here, obviously, but how long before that? He could never get…
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 A Scream 27 Jul 2022 The spiral stair led up into the darkened room which had grown oh so very silent after that scream. I stared into those shadows above, wondering. Pricks and tingles ran…
Captian's Log From the Archives: On Ghosts 14 Jul 2022 This was originally written for The Story Club (a community which lives on as The Story Ark) around Halloween. So, as we are temporarily The SPOOKY Club, and as we…
Captian's Log Ashes 9 Jul 2022 There was a dream we whispered in the night, whispered so low we could barely hear our voices, yet we knew; we all dreamed it, were haunted by it—ever dreaming…
Captian's Log Beyond the Mirror 6 Jul 2022 There could never be anyone in the mirror but a blind man, blind to the world beyond the looking glass. He shaves, pisses, poses, but he never lives. He comes…
Captian's Log The Meeting 3 Jul 20222 Jul 2022 The hinges creaked as he pushed the unlatched door open. They all turned toward him, their red eyes sparkling. Chance swallowed, studying each of their faces. The first was a…
