Captian's Log What’s Done 27 Sep 202626 Sep 2026 The drifting ashes danced in the languid sunbeams streaming through the twisting branches and gnarled boughs of the western glade. A log snapped in two, and the bonfire burst into…
Captian's Log Done or Not 23 Sep 2026 Panting a little, the man rested his shoulder against the wall, craning his head up toward heaven as he gasped. There was something of blue there, something of brightness, and…
Captian's Log Finally 17 Sep 202615 Sep 2026 The ancient markers stirred. The floor shifted underneath my feet as the massive gears which had lain dormant all my life and my father's and his father's suddenly gave a…
Captian's Log Little Death 16 May 202614 May 2026 Now is the fading of the light, the night comes, and I stand alone. All around me, little death has taken them, friend and enemy alike, and I walk companionless…
Captian's Log That Pale Thing 9 Jan 20263 Jan 2026 The ice grew thickly over the roads, and the blue skies grew into deeper and deeper blues until, dark night, black as ink, shimmered with its myriad sparkling lights. The…
Captian's Log This is the City; I Hate It 13 Jul 202512 Jul 2025 The city waits below, a glittering spell of light. I see cars and trains, solid, square buildings and crisscrossing streets. A jewel in the night. Why don't they sleep down…
Captian's Log Last Night Was Rough 10 Jul 2025 As the sun falls, I am the inky shadows dancing on the earth, cheering you on to sweet rest. Let night fall, O mighty light. Sweet night, the stars are…
Captian's Log Softly, Now 23 Jun 2025 Softly, now; he'll hear a whisper or a sigh. Make your step as light as air; your breath as slow as time. Even a heartbeat, it's been said, can betray…
Captian's Log Sick 6 Apr 20255 Apr 2025 Sick, and fallen to the mercy of a terrible grogginess. It's hard to write, harder to have the self-control not to scroll endlessly through Twitter. I should do something, I…
Captian's Log Hell at his Heels 31 Mar 202522 Mar 2025 Here they come. The first of the blows lands on my guard, and I hear a howl of anger from my attacker as the little bones in his fingers meet…
