Captian's Log Poem: Zerathinth 1 Jul 2021 What music plays above the skies of Zerathinth, what melodies resound within her emerald halls, and who dares hear the bloody scream under the song? The harmony and melody of…
Captian's Log Drabble: What Is Heard by the Crew of a Single Soul? 26 Apr 2021 The wise say you can hear nothing in the void of space, but below their words, a secret tale is told; the stars are said to sing an ancient melody,…
Captian's Log Poem: From a Hidden Spring 7 Apr 2021 Please Read: From a Hidden Spring I heard upon the mountain rumors of a spring whose clear and tasty waters sound a gentle ring. The droplets trickle downward on the…
Captian's Log Drabble: Duel | Part 2 20 Mar 202119 Mar 2021 Too eager, you step into my blade. Was it that moment the sun chased away the storms? How brilliant that misty morning, with you dead at my feet. How cold…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: My Fatal Choice 9 Mar 2021 The butcher's shop, its door propped open with a little wooden wedge, sent the enticing aroma of salami and pepperoni out unto the sidewalk; good marketing. Beside it, the closed…
Captian's Log Rough Draft | Thoughts On Panic! At The Disco 8 Feb 2021 It comes into my mind that as French Fries and Vodka are both derived from potatoes, so too our literary devil and our theological devil spring from the same source,…
Captian's Log Poem: Hallowed Bell 4 Jan 20211 Jan 2021 The ringing of the hallowed bell—O hear how marvelous the swell—the peeling of that sacred knell—I hear and know what it foretells. Though we may turn away the eye,we know…
Captian's Log Short Story: Carry On 7 Dec 2020 I looked up again, recognition slowly dawning. The face, it was older; the mouth drooped in the corners which it hadn't used to. The glasses looked about the same as…
Captian's Log Drabble: Song of David 23 Oct 2020 He came upon the stage, a weary smile hanging on his face, and through his gritted teeth began to play. O the chords he strummed, the notes he plucked, and…
Captian's Log What is the Nighttime No Longer Waiting for? Me. 16 Oct 2020 As I awoke this morning, an harmony of voices, the plucking of strings; my dreams were music. and I heard them singing: What is thenighttimeno longerwaiting for?me. It was beautiful…
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