Captian's Log The Gates Had Been Thrown Open | Part II 28 Aug 202526 Aug 2025 She sniffed the air and sneered. "You smell like Hell," she said. I spun the chair around and faced her across her desk. "I've been through it. Many times. Thinking…
Captian's Log The Gates Had Been Thrown Open | Part I 27 Aug 202525 Aug 2025 The dead are coming now. I cannot stop them. Save the world, if you can, but know that, in the end, death is what matters. Run all you like, one…
Captian's Log The Four Proposals 26 Aug 2025 ♠︎Yonder in that tree, the glare of the blackbirds' eyeshaunts my living soul. The weight of guilt here lies;burden too great for me. ♥︎The maze has no center,and that is…
Captian's Log A Smile Breaks Across the Dead Man’s Face 25 Aug 202523 Aug 2025 A smile breaks across the dead man's face, tearing the dried out skin. I try to wake up but am caught in a limbo of both worlds: my safe and…
Captian's Log Going Out With the Tide 21 Aug 202516 Aug 2025 Go do your research now, and next year, when you get close to shore, throw your article overboard. I'll keep my eye out for it. We'll make sure it gets…
Captian's Log Going Out With the Tide 20 Aug 202516 Aug 2025 There, in the passing floodlight, a shadow rising in the fog. Hold, the lighthouse is coming round again. See! that's her. You'll be joining her crew, I reckon. Like I…
Captian's Log Portrait d’Angelic 13 Aug 202511 Aug 2025 We keep her in this room, sir. Now, before I go, I must warn you, the eyes are the point of the maestro’s art. You may feel the eyes upon…
Captian's Log Portrait d’Angelic 12 Aug 202511 Aug 2025 Can you blame them for being so bloodthirsty? So careless of life and death? With what they are, not so much as a soul could reflect on his own reflection,…
Captian's Log Portrait d’Angelic 11 Aug 2025 Many a proud visage caught by a brushstroke hangs in this hall. Cruel, hard faces, some of them. The eyes, though… To see the artist's hand, a careless flick of…
Captian's Log Just Bones 8 Aug 2025 Across the ancient stone their flayed corpses were laid. The buzzards came and tore their flesh away. They were the only ministers, until now, who could reach this height. Bones…
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