Captian's Log Dark Skies in the Morning 3 Nov 20183 Nov 2018 As the first, brilliant rays of the sun peaked over the alien horizon, the sky grew black as death, the dimming stars preparing for their king. He loved to sit…
Captian's Log Science Fiction: Broken Watch 12 Sep 2017 A humble attempt at a bit of sci-fi thriller. Please enjoy. I've been watching too much Doctor Who. Kirk watched the hour hand as it spun around the circuit…
Captian's Log… Wolf Head: Freedom 10 Sep 2017 His uneasy steps carry him over the pile of bones, their jagged edges threatening to pierce his bare feet. A cold blast of air rushes into the cave as he…
Captian's Log Short Story: Smoke in the Stars 7 Sep 2017 The smoldering embers die, the last vestige of life withering away into smoke. A white wispy plume, stretching into the heavens, is tossed from side to side along its inevitable…
Captian's Log… Wolf Head: Foreshadows 26 Aug 2017 Atop the hill, the three men stand like monuments. The leftmost, the shaft of his spear extending high into the sky, plants the butt of his weapon into the soft…
Captian's Log… Wolf Head: Partners 19 Aug 2017 Waking up, Richard shivers on the cold uneven cave floor. Wildly, his eyes try to pierce the impenetrable darkness. Sitting up, he turns his head back and forth, searching for…
Captian's Log Rest and Peace 17 Aug 2017 I just finished my summer term! It feels really good knowing I won’t have to get up and go to school for a few weeks. No more tests, no more…
Captian's Log… Wolf Head: The Wolf 5 Aug 2017 The priestess, mud still dripping from her white undergarments, contorts her face in horror. Before Richard can think, he hears the wicker door fly open, and the world turns read.…
Captian's Log… Wolf head: The Party 29 Jul 2017 Already dressed, the hunter sharpens his sword against the whetstone, the nearly silent scraping filling his cabin. The sun still falls, the sky dancing on the edge of night. Pouring…
Captian's Log… Wolf Head: The Shepherd 22 Jul 2017 The howling fills the night, drowning Daniel’s oinking screams. The creature snorts, sending twin plumes of moon dust into the wretched man’s face. The great jaws, snapping together like a…
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