Captian's Log Getting Close | An Inflection Point 15 Jul 2021 I'm getting close. So, I post here a lot, every day in fact. I started about four years ago when I just wanted to escape my life, and have continued…
Captian's Log Poem: Murdering Light 14 Jul 2021 Please Read:Murdering Light At the rite of the wanning moon, we were silent,held back by fear under the grotesque masks we wore.They say the death of light must always be…
Captian's Log Short: What Turns the Gears? 6 Jul 2021 Please Read: What Turns the Gears? Excerpt: They called it the machine. It was a factory. Most of the men, coming onto four generations, were employed there, and those who…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: The Machine 5 Jul 2021 They called it the machine. It was a factory. Most of the men, coming onto four generations, were employed there, and those who weren't were at least employed by the…
Captian's Log The Miscatony Werewolf 2 Jul 2021 Please Read: The Miscatony Werewolf Excerpt: I looked up over the hills and saw the glow of the full moon hidden behind the ever present fog. She was close to…
Captian's Log Short Story: Ole Joe 28 Jun 2021 Please Read: Ole Joe There remains to me my sanity, which is more than what’s left to Ole Joe. Take some pity on him when he comes by. He wasn’t…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: The Miscatony Werewolf 25 Jun 2021 In the darkening daylight of evening a cool mist fell. We stood on the top of a rocky hill, the rolling landscape fading from view under the gentle veil of…
Captian's Log Short Story: Judas 24 Jun 2021 Please Read: Judas Excerpt: I hear a click as I pry open the seal. Stretching two fingers forward, I pinch the false medicine, throwing the bag away. My hand trembles…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Necromancer 13 Jun 202110 Jun 2021 He cackled as he fell unto the cold floor. "Let it be," he laughed. "You have seen it. At least you have seen it. They are in your mind, and…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: The Necromancer 12 Jun 202110 Jun 2021 He shambled closer, the reeking odor of his rotten flesh wafting over with him. The nauseous fumes of undeath surrounded me. The necromancer stopped an arm's breadth away, his face…
