Captian's Log Poem: Speak to Me 6 Oct 2020 Please ReadSpeak to Me O favored son, my brother far from me,what have I become?Was not I once beloved, not young and free?Now I'm only numb. I saw your godlike…
Captian's Log Drabble: Lovers 4 Oct 2020 The lovers leave their silent intercourse, and part unto their homes. Her smile hidden by a veil of chestnut locks, she glances after him, her eye longing to see him…
Captian's Log Silent Dust 29 Sep 2020 The dust is still; there are no more stirring winds to give life. The dust sits. The books are unopened. They rest on their shelves, forgotten. No hand turns their…
By the Sword Drabble: Awake 24 Sep 2020 The ceaseless rain and endless night, this cold and dark ending, and still the call: The hero hears his long forgotten name like a whisper rising over the thundering storm.…
Captian's Log Short: Timer 22 Sep 2020 The timer's almost up, its little knob slowly returning to zero. You can hear how the mechanism's pitch changes slightly as the end approaches. I wonder if I will feel…
Captian's Log Drabble: Lighthouse 17 Sep 2020 Waves break upon the rocky cliff, their foamy splash sent shooting in all directions. The rock remains, and on that ground the lighthouse stands. At night, when the winds roar…
Captian's Log Short: Larry 14 Sep 2020 Feeling sick tonight. Here is a short entry. "I heard a noise." The man's panicked voice whispers harshly. Moaning, I ask, "What?" "I heard something." "I didn't hear anything." "Well,"…
Captian's Log Mortimer 8 Sep 2020 It’s funny, the little things that can get you. Like, I’ve spent my life keeping up this persona, creating my character—Dr. Jekyll had nothing on me—and yet here I was,…
Captian's Log Drabble: Miasma 6 Sep 2020 Dear Reader, I am feeling a little sick. Please enjoy a short, somewhat abrupt, offering. There's something in the atmosphere. I can smell it. I can feel it against my…
Captian's Log Drabble: My Way Is Dark 4 Sep 2020 As I walk, and the sun is setting, my shadow stretches before me, a dark streak, a black pathway, I cannot avoid. All around me, the shop windows, the white…
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