Captian's Log Black 22 Dec 2025 "So what becomes of us when we close our eyes? When we dream? And when we fall past our dreams into that darkness of nothing? What are we when we…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 15 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 The box he put my head in was just a little too big, and I rattled around in it dreadfully. If he had taken the time to crunch up the…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 14 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 "Oh! No, no, my apologies," he said. "I didn't know. I can kill you while you're sitting, if you'd prefer." "No, I'd prefer it if you'd go bug some other…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 13 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 I stared at the grey sheets of The Necrotic Times then threw them down on the table. "Thank you," I said, and groaning, made to stand. It was a valiant…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 12 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 He started toward my throne and did a little salute with his sword. "Now rise and face me!" he commanded. Tsa! I ejaculated. "That's rich. Come barging in here, cutting…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 11 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 "You have held these souls in bondage…" he went on. I wasn't sure if the speech was prepared or not. It seemed to flow, but I wasn't really paying any…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 10 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 The zombies rushed forward like linebackers, but he was ready. He'd burst through the door, sword drawn, and before the first rusted halberd could flay him, had already parried it…
By an Idiot Vampire Convention | Closure 18 Nov 2025 Dusting the top of the bed with some dirt, I lie down in the hotel, haunted by a sense of incompleteness. I had been one of the last to leave,…
Captian's Log Vampire Convention | Book Sale 17 Nov 2025 "You certainly have a beautiful catalogue. How could you ever part with any of these?" "Part? This is a library. We're all so concerned with hoarding our ancient volumes, we…
By an Idiot Vampire Convention | Mr. Clown’s Coffin Collection 16 Nov 202515 Nov 2025 "Welcome to Mr. Clown's Coffin Collection. Collectable coffins for the current count. Why stay in that drab old pine box you were buried in? I don't think any of you…
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