Captian's Log Short Story: Three Empty Shells 1 Jun 2019 Please Read: Three Empty Shells Started this story yesterday: The old man sat cross-legged on his couch, three rising plums of incense mixing their smoke in the air. The white threads…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: Father 31 May 2019 The den of thieves grew silent as the pair walked in. Their clean, simple robes, cut perfectly, contrasted with the unwashed peasants about them whose clothes were stained, patched, and…
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