Captian's Log Short: Hints 27 Jan 2022 The sound of rain echoed over the hills, that dark and distant sky drawing ever nearer. Soon the storm would fill the valley as its dreary droning filled our ears.…
Captian's Log Poem: Soft Rains 17 Dec 202117 Dec 2021 The fear remains; within the soft refrains the song contains a hint of all our pains. The song, not done within the sun, was full of joy and fun; but…
Captian's Log Poem: The Dreamer Waits 17 Nov 2021 The days are coming when the days will endthe years draw near when the sun will setAnd in the final hour of our liveswhat dreams remain? I was wandering through…
Captian's Log The Other Side 6 Nov 2021 The night was cold and dark, the rain falling fast and hard, and the wind was raging over the sea. The windshield wipers squeaked in their furied race back and…
Captian's Log Short: The Dark Thing on the Beach 27 Oct 2021 The lighthouse stood, not perfectly straight, on the very extreme of the craggy bluff. It leaned as men are known to lean when they want to catch sight of something…
Captian's Log The Empty City 21 Oct 2021 The fevered rain fell like waves over the city and her bare streets, fell splashing and crashing over her deserted roads. Her gutters gurgled and spat, her sewers overflowed, and…
Captian's Log Hidden on the Plains of Merathu 31 Aug 2021 "When the rain washes you clean, you'll know"~Fleetwood Mac Hidden. It is hidden away. The eternal showers of Merathu fall in great globs of darkness, and the shadow of their…
Captian's Log Short Poem: Soul in the Storm 18 Aug 2021 Heaven's torrential rain fell like a flood and poured itself upon the thirsty ground. The showers broke as my chest burst out blood; The thunder cracks muffled the gunshot sound.…
Captian's Log Drabble: Black Heavens 16 Aug 2021 You could hear the distant showers climbing over the hill, and feel the air grow colder with every breath. The sky was darkening, and white explosions of lightning streaked through…
Captian's Log Short Story: Seeking the Dawn 19 Jan 2021 There's a darkness in my soul, something in harmony with the storm. As heaven pelts me with rain, I rejoice. It feels clean, this resonance, this release. My hot breath…
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