Captian's Log Drabble Series: Veiled Vista 13 Sep 202111 Sep 2021 As I stood there, filling my heart with beauty, the odd, unbelievable dreams of the night persisted in my memory, refusing to fade away. I wonder if I had killed…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: Veiled Vista 12 Sep 202111 Sep 2021 The valley lay below, a dense tangle of trees on either bank of a twisting, winding river. The air up here was sweet, and as I gazed into that far…
Captian's Log Short Story: In the Darkness 9 Sep 2021 The patient was quiet. He had stopped straining against the straitjacket and now sat slumped over in the corner, his wild, uncombed hair covering his face. You could just see…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Hunters of Man 7 Sep 20213 Sep 2021 Sorry, one more thought. I know I said no more interruptions, but this is more of a postscript. When you get this, it should come with a paper trail showing…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Hunters of Man 6 Sep 20213 Sep 2021 Okay, I put the recorder away until I got to my safe house. No more interruptions. Saul's MO were young, blonde women who like pumpkin spice and were looking for…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Hunters of Man 5 Sep 20213 Sep 2021 That was tense. Cop pulled me over. Thought I had a phone in my hand. Just this recorder. Still got a warning. Umm . . . we hunt them. Not…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Hunters of Man 4 Sep 20213 Sep 2021 I'm on the road. Saul's dead. Sorry I cut the recording. I didn't want you to hear. You were close. I'm sorry. But maybe by now, when this reaches you,…
Captian's Log Death of the Masked Queen 10 Aug 2021 A spiderweb of fissures spread across her porcelain mask. Her shadowed eyes stared out at me as though about to ask the reason I had cast my deadly bolt into…
Captian's Log Tricks and Treats 6 Aug 20216 Aug 2021 "Trick or treat!" the children yell as I open the door. Smiling under my mask, I lower the bowl to their greedy hands. A ghost, a witch, a vampire, classics.…
Captian's Log Monster Poem: Prophecy of the Virpig 5 Aug 2021 Please Read: Prophecy of the Virpig O ancient craft which binds the disparate flesh, O fetid skill, in horror you enmesh. Your boney, withered hands took up the thread and…
