By the Sword By the Sword: Rough Draft | Part 18 26 Jun 202125 Jun 2021 The five of them burst into the hidden room, a cacophony of complaining voices and confused limbs. John was once again the subject of David's ire as the latter blamed…
Captian's Log Poem: A Lasting Sight 14 Apr 2021 I saw a ship across the seaand watched its sails caught in the breeze;I wondered why it looked so freeand why its sails my soul did please.The sky was blue,…
Captian's Log Drabble: I Can Sleep 18 Jan 202118 Jan 2021 Deep under the currents of the ocean, far beneath the waves of the sea, there slumbers a dreadful thing. Long has it slept, long has it dreamed, and long has…
Captian's Log Drabble: Crashing Sea 12 Jan 2021 The zombie stayed upon a precipice, his lifeless eyes following after his quarry. Down, down, down into the crashing waves the horrified man had plunged. If zombies have expressions, this…
Captian's Log Short: So Far Away 10 Jan 2021 I hear the gentle roar of the ocean calling me from across the shore. I see the inviting waves rising from the blue. No time! No time! I have no…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Silent Sea 19 Dec 2020 The Silent Sea, so still, lies restless in my heart; that waveless depth, that darkened mirror, still stirs within my thoughts. The silent denizens about that quiet place have too…
Captian's Log Drabble: In the Dark We Find the Dawn 6 Dec 2020 Wipe the tears away, and let the ocean waves flow over you. Drown in their depths, and let the great abyss take all your pain into its unmeasurable darkness. Dream…
Captian's Log Lines of Verse 18 Nov 2020 Under the cloudy moon, and in the winter air, across deserted streets within the gaslight's glare a body lies forlorn, and cold as like a stone. Her lips without color;…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: What’s Done 2 Nov 2020 My hand is in the satchel, and I feel the coldness against my palm. Grasping the little demon, I pull it into the light. Again, I close my eyes, and…
Captian's Log Drabble Series:What’s Done 1 Nov 2020 No more lies, I tell myself. The idol seems heavy as I walk through the halls of the apartment. So silent, this abandoned place. When will they find the body?…
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