Captian's Log Rough Draft: Solemn Night 30 Dec 2019 “Mom wants you to come inside,” I tell my grandfather. He’s sitting on his little porch. It rests on the front yard right near the sidewalk. Grandfather likes to watch…
By the Sword By the Sword: Rough Draft | Part 16 29 Dec 201929 Dec 2019 The five soldiers approached, raising their swords over their heads. The glint of their steel paled as they stepped out of the fading daylight and into the stretching shadows of…
Captian's Log Tall Tale: Return 28 Dec 2019 By this time, we had been climbing four or five days. The march was terrible. Three were already dead, the other six would die soon, and if any of us…
Captian's Log Short Stories: Still Cold 23 Dec 2019 High upon a mountaintop, struggling in the thin air, I wander toward a precipice to take in the valley below. There two rivers join, both strong and brave. They rage…
Captian's Log Poem: Finished 22 Dec 2019 Please Read: Finished I finally finished my unfinished poem. Please enjoy.
Captian's Log An Almost Finished Poem 19 Dec 2019 Off the road a little way I saw a glowing fire. Ending was this too long day; I thought there to retire. Grassy was the little rise I climbed to…
Captian's Log Drabble: Separated 15 Dec 2019 The hull against a reef had crashed, and we, in mortal combat locked, were thrown into the air when she did sudd’nly stop. Quick still our swords did ringing meet,…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Mirror 11 Dec 2019 In a place just left of this milepost, through overgrown pricks—yes, it is dark; cast your lantern on that stone—there is a sight best unseen. Ah, moss has covered the…
Captian's Log Tales Told 9 Dec 2019 I have grown weary in a life too long for me, but soon I will fade. The ancient wizard sat back in his chair. Its old wood creaked as he…
Captian's Log There is a Box 7 Dec 2019 There is a box, alone. No one knows what’s inside. There is a box. It is black. Yesterday, the box moved. No one could tell. I knew. The box moved.…
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