Captian's Log Vampire Convention | Book Sale 17 Nov 2025 "You certainly have a beautiful catalogue. How could you ever part with any of these?" "Part? This is a library. We're all so concerned with hoarding our ancient volumes, we…
By an Idiot Vampire Convention | Mr. Clown’s Coffin Collection 16 Nov 202515 Nov 2025 "Welcome to Mr. Clown's Coffin Collection. Collectable coffins for the current count. Why stay in that drab old pine box you were buried in? I don't think any of you…
Captian's Log Vampire Convention | A Taste 15 Nov 2025 The room was packed to standing by the time I got there. It wasn't every millennia one of the three coffins opened. I had been a fairly young vampire the…
Captian's Log Vampire Convention | Old Friends 14 Nov 2025 As my eyes scanned the faces in the crowd, I was unsure whether I wanted to find the one I was looking for. "Marqui!" a familiar voice called. I turned.…
Captian's Log Ad Astra 8 Nov 202531 Oct 2025 I know it's not vogue, especially for our side, to believe in God, but I've never felt so close to Him, or so distant. It's a paradox. I've never been…
Captian's Log Ad Astra 7 Nov 202531 Oct 2025 I'm not going to wait. Probably be better if I did. Slow, quiet sleep, if I remember right. I'll just pass out, but there's something not many people get a…
Captian's Log Ad Astra 6 Nov 202531 Oct 2025 Hey. Looks like I'm going to die. Life support's failed. Breathing on borrowed time, here. I'm scared. Never died before. Confession's good for the soul. Going to record this. Maybe…
Captian's Log Trail of Roses | Death 25 Oct 202524 Oct 2025 The love nest was dark but smelled of passion. Her perfume filled his nose as he stepped through the door. "Honey," he said, kicking off his shoes. There was no…
Captian's Log Trail of Roses | Love 24 Oct 2025 Unlocking the door, she undid the latch. Sighing, the young woman grabbed her shopping bags and shouldered her way in. It was a little dance she did coming home alone,…
Captian's Log Canvas White 23 Oct 202522 Oct 2025 The hammer falls, and the stake enters the soft flesh. Blood is flying from the wound. Again, the hammer, the stake drives deeper still, and the blood rushes out. I…
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