Captian's Log At the End of the Day 4 Mar 2024 The teacher sighed, his gaze wandering from his papers. The sun was setting, its golden light streaming in and painting the empty classroom with its enchanting hue. His eyes looked…
Captian's Log The First Dragonslayer 19 Feb 202413 Feb 2024 The dragonslayer took the ax and turned back toward the corpse. "Thank you," he said over his shoulder, and renewed his work. Slowly, blow after blow, the scales relented, exposing…
Captian's Log The First Dragonslayer 18 Feb 202413 Feb 2024 He did not see her; seemed deaf to her voice. She whispered to a servant who nodded and ran off. She waited, her eyes on her knight. When he seemed,…
Captian's Log The First Dragonslayer 17 Feb 202413 Feb 2024 A battlefield was no place for a lady, but a lady was too great a thing to not know when to break the rules. She had seen her enemy fall…
Captian's Log The First Dragonslayer 16 Feb 202413 Feb 2024 He finally found his way to the dragon's head. The fall's impact had half buried it, and the side of its face that was turned up to him snarled, its…
Captian's Log The First Dragonslayer 15 Feb 202413 Feb 2024 Men, the cindered corpses of men, bestrewed the valley, and the knight wondered for a moment if he was the only man left alive in the entire world. He plunged…
Captian's Log The First Dragonslayer 14 Feb 202413 Feb 2024 The vision, or spell, or whatever it was, passed, and the darkness of the world fell back in on him like a wave. Blood, red and hot, stained his plate-mail;…
Captian's Log The First Dragonslayer 13 Feb 2024 The knight shuffled forward a few paces, teetering in his clanking armor before falling to a knee. His vision was blurry, and he couldn't make sense of the broken images…
Captian's Log The King’s Fall 19 Jan 202413 Jan 2024 Of that great and fallen kingdom, no more history is recorded, for the earth has swallowed it up. Yet a popular song, whispered by those who remember and sung in…
Captian's Log The King’s Fall 18 Jan 202413 Jan 2024 The king, his face, one moment red with passion and wine, drained into the horrible colorlessness of a corpse. "I've…" he stammered. "Look to your love," said the prophet, pointing…
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