Captian's Log Drabble: The City 18 Jan 2020 Weird things lurk in the soggy pits of caves, and odd shadows loom behind forgotten cellar doors. On the other hand, the things in the daylight aren’t perfectly kosher either,…
Captian's Log Science Fiction | Rough Draft: Dying Sun 23 Oct 2019 The dying sun hung on the horizon, trapped in the perpetual twilight of this wasting planet. Over many lifetimes it would eventually set, and these lands would be cast into…
Captian's Log Science Fiction | Rough Draft: Dying Sun 13 Oct 2019 The dying sun hung on the horizon, trapped in the perpetual twilight of this wasting planet. Over many lifetimes it would eventually set, and these lands would be cast into…
Captian's Log Cozy 25 Sep 2019 The soft light, diffused under a manila shade, glowed warmly in the corner, an unobtrusive lamp illuminating the final few pages of a mystery. He, the detective within the book,…
Captian's Log Dusk of Man 30 Aug 2019 There is a soft whisper in this wintry air, and all around the quiet world holds its breath. No snowflake drops tonight, but all about this frozen tundra the whisper…
Captian's Log Poem: Shadows Burn Bright 22 Aug 2019 Please Read: Shadows Burn Bright Excerpt: Thus locked, facets unto one stone, this sign all histories and melodies pervade: Between the twain the form of life is made. [Read Me]
Captian's Log The Sun Rises 10 Aug 2019 Some say ignorance is the root of evil, and simple knowledge can make a man repent; they dream that darkness and light, the one emptying itself into the other, is…
Captian's Log Poem: Dust Resumed 16 Jul 201916 Jul 2019 Please Read: Dust Resumed Excerpt: Where once life bloomed now death reigned o’re, No starry sky, no sun, no moon did from bright streams their light outpour, and all of…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Under the Sun 7 Jun 2019 Though beauty surround me everywhere, and all the birds are singing in the air, though far the woes of all my life are scattered, gone is all my strife, it…
Captian's Log A Dream 3 May 20193 May 2019 The beach was cold and deserted, the lapping shore now retreating beyond the light of my torch soon to roll back into view a moment later. I walked along the…
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