Captian's Log Trail of Roses | Death 25 Oct 202524 Oct 2025 The love nest was dark but smelled of passion. Her perfume filled his nose as he stepped through the door. "Honey," he said, kicking off his shoes. There was no…
Captian's Log Trail of Roses | Love 24 Oct 2025 Unlocking the door, she undid the latch. Sighing, the young woman grabbed her shopping bags and shouldered her way in. It was a little dance she did coming home alone,…
Captian's Log Canvas White 23 Oct 202522 Oct 2025 The hammer falls, and the stake enters the soft flesh. Blood is flying from the wound. Again, the hammer, the stake drives deeper still, and the blood rushes out. I…
Captian's Log Canvas White 22 Oct 2025 Would I not cling to life as desperately? Does every crime he commit drag him deeper into Hell and every sunset spring him from a darker pit? Can I condemn…
Captian's Log Canvas White 21 Oct 2025 The vampire lay sleeping in his deathly trance, his quiet face empty of all expression, a fertile canvas for the imagination to infuse any meaning whatsoever. What one saw there…
Captian's Log Big Joe’s Zombie Emporium 13 Oct 2025 "This one's a snapper!" Big Joe hollered. Indeed, the specimen presented, with his pale, ungainly skin, was chattering away. He'd gnawed through his lips, and the white teeth snapped and…
Captian's Log Prelude to the Screams 2 Oct 20254 Oct 2025 "Alone at last." The strange man smiled. Folded within the concave chair, the shriveled old man shivered. Mastering himself, he tried a sly smile. "But I am helpless," he hissed.…
Captian's Log A Different Choice 21 Sep 202520 Sep 2025 Take my hand, if you can.And though I doubt, I'm reaching outbecause I see what you can be;we all can live if you forgive. I admit I am aboveThat fact…
Captian's Log Absalom! Absalom! 18 Sep 202516 Sep 2025 Two murderers stalk the minds of the world. A black man; a white kid. Both insane. Both deluded into thinking themselves the victim. Both, as people have started pointing out,…
Captian's Log Between the Heavens and the Seas 16 Sep 202513 Sep 2025 Stop. I long to stop. To rest. To be stopped. Is there not a… I am, am I? Then why can't I, through all my tears and prayers, stop what…
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