Captian's Log Drabble: Cold 4 Dec 2019 Let me remember, then, the cold. Winter comes in slowly, at times, but one storm will bring it in a day. I remember the snow, sad, melting, snow which covered…
Captian's Log Short Stories: The Sea was Dead 3 Dec 20192 Dec 2019 Please Read: The Sea was Dead Excerpt: The sea was dead; the moon was gone. She had wandered in her orbit, falling away as the decades and centuries and millennia…
Captian's Log Short Story: The Harvester 2 Dec 20192 Dec 2019 The crunch of dried leaves, blown by some playful spirit onto the road, escorted me as I traversed the twilit ranch. Shadows danced as I passed, jumping around in the…
Captian's Log Short Story: All things 1 Dec 2019 He turned at me, gaping, his face losing all color as blood poured out his side. His white, ghostly visage stared at me, the old sinner speechless and confused. I…
Captian's Log Short Story: Coming Darkness 30 Nov 2019 Please Read: Coming Darkness Excerpt: There was nothing here. My head turned from wall to wall. An opaque glass covered everything, floor to ceiling, diffusing the light of what I…
Captian's Log Drabble: The Mask 27 Nov 2019 “You can never take it off again once you put it on.” I knew the words were true as he said them, and I looked down at the inside of…
Captian's Log Drabble: I Still Could See 25 Nov 2019 The soft flowing air rustling the trees blew over me. My flesh in goosebumps, my breath caught in my throat, my shirt and hair swaying: Night, I saw the night…
Captian's Log Drabble: Monster 24 Nov 2019 The monster rose up out of the sea, its shadow like night over us. The size! What is size? What can I say but that a mountain was suddenly thrust…
Captian's Log Drabble: Watcher 22 Nov 2019 The statue’s earnest eyes looked down the sloping hill of the cemetery. We stared at each other, the statue and I, thinking our own thoughts. A breeze blew past us…
Captian's Log Drabble: Hammer 21 Nov 2019 His blood fell from him onto the floor, dripping slowly from his brow. The hammer had left a crater in his skull. He stood there, his body processing the blow…
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