Captian's Log Poem: Ghoul’s Haunting 23 Feb 2021 The Mother The weary morning, like a beaten slavewho has no other hope besides the grave,begrudgingly passed on from dawn to day,bearing the summer's foul, baroque display:'twas here a patch…
Captian's Log Poem: Ghoul’s Course 21 Feb 2021 A shadow raced across the lonely lawn,cast in the rising of an early dawn,the sight of which was like to me an Hell,for I knew what dread things such sights…
Captian's Log Drabble: Black Covenant 20 Feb 2021 He made a covenant, with what I do not know, and he would keep his terrible oath: He would spill blood every day of his life. There may be something…
Captian's Log Drabble: Interminable Interim 19 Feb 2021 The lights go out, and I'm in darkness. Silence invades my core as I lay upon my bed, too hot with the covers on, too exposed without them. My thoughts…
Captian's Log The Murderer 17 Feb 2021 The night is long, its hours stretching like shadows in the setting sun. Last night has stretched far, stretching even into the morning, and the new day is tainted by…
Captian's Log The Tower and the Dell 16 Feb 2021 The hollow bell of the distant tower peals across the land with a regular pounding tone. The first of these resounding knells broke through the gossip and laughter of the…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: Distant 13 Feb 2021 Eventually, by some odd circumstance, this debris, caught in the various pulls of diverse stars, gradually found itself in an eon long circuit. Its arrivals, well predicted on three distinct…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: Distant 12 Feb 2021 An old and weathered bit of metal goes on its ceaseless course, a silent hearse lost in the endless night of space. Still, the stars outside its window have hardly…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: Distant 11 Feb 2021 A child sees a starship taking off, its mighty thrusters bellowing as it forces its haughty path into the vast and unexplored. His heart is on that ship, and he…
Captian's Log Drabble Series: Distant 10 Feb 2021 I gaze upon the crystal stars, my white breath fogging up the glass. The little cabin grows colder as space invades. This foreign sky holds no constellations for me, nor…
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