Captian's Log The Immortal Change: The Wizard 7 Jul 20263 Jul 2026 The thing, once a man, the thing, once nearly a god, the thing… Malevolence blazed in the furnace of its soul, the glowing embers shining with hatred through those spheres…
Captian's Log The Immortal Change: The Seeker 6 Jul 20263 Jul 2026 I don't think you've changed as much as you think. Development is change, but so is corruption; growth and decay, in an ever shifting world, one is life and another…
Captian's Log The Immortal Change: The Conservative 5 Jul 20263 Jul 2026 The change was slow, internal, as all such changes are. Time, when time can work, is incredibly destructive. Am I a god? No. A man, a very, very old man,…
Captian's Log It’s Over the Silhouette, Stars 12 Jun 202610 Jun 2026 Stars danced in his vision as the thick gloves throttled his throat. Fire crawled down the avenger's arms, licking greedy tongues against his defenseless face. He could not scream. He…
Captian's Log It’s Over the Silhouette, Stars 11 Jun 202610 Jun 2026 The silhouette, a moment obscured by the raging fire, stepped through the rising wall of flame. The spacesuit, otherwise protective in its thick layers, was not immune to the inferno,…
Captian's Log It’s Over the Silhouette, Stars 10 Jun 202610 Jun 2026 "It's over!" he shouted. "You've won." The silhouette in the doorway said nothing. "Look around you! Everything's on fire. We're careening toward Earth. You've killed us all." A blinking readout…
Captian's Log Death Ray 21 May 2026 "Our silent partner requests your involvement." My hands stopped their work, and I laid the mechanism down. Tapping the tip of my screwdriver on the workbench, I asked: "So that's…
Captian's Log The Aliens 22 Apr 202618 Apr 2026 Hardly a day goes by, nowadays, without the aliens. I'm told by my daughter that we're not supposed to call them the aliens. Then she says to call them some…
Captian's Log To a Wasp 10 Apr 202631 Mar 2026 "These great men of yours," I asked, "were they ever children?" "Children?" "Did they ever dream or cry? Were they ever dirty? Were they ever exhausted at the end of…
Captian's Log The Alien 4 Apr 20261 Apr 2026 As I go through the old ritual of adjusting the mirrors, I cannot help but see my own face, twisted, bloated, colorless. Hardly human anymore. The contours are too smooth,…
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