Captian's Log Short Vampire Story: Meeting My Sidekick 26 Mar 2019 The vampires were older here, and when he staked their helpless corpses they moldered into dust, even to the bone. In the beams of sunlight, their dust curled. Coffin after…
Captian's Log Out of Heaven 16 Mar 2019 He felt the ship hit the atmosphere, rebounding against the strange planet’s sky. The small fighter began to spiral in an unmanageable chaos. For a brief moment, the pilot saw…
Captian's Log Sweet Light 14 Mar 201915 Mar 2019 The staircase stretched on upward into the sky, but Larry’s eyes looked down upon the grey cement steps. His hand clasped the cold iron rail, the chipping black paint like…
Captian's Log Reflections of Light 13 Mar 201913 Mar 2019 The sun was breaking through the barren trees with a cold light when she threw open the door. Her silhouette raced down the hallway and up the opposing wall, the…
Captian's Log Poem: The Soldier’s Exit 11 Mar 2019 Please Read: The Soldier’s Exit Excerpt: There stands the pine tree tall, its branches waving over all the mossy forest floor. [continue reading] https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l3LFML_pxlY
Captian's Log The Werewolf Epic (Red Riding Hood’s Prayer) 10 Mar 2019 Read: The Werewolf Epic The Addition: The calls rise up anew, the bitter cries ascending with the filthy stench. The wolf continues, dead to all the world save for one startling…
Captian's Log Burning Heart 8 Mar 2019 From here, the colossal city’s faint outline could be seen stretching across the horizon. The warm, pink tones of the low sun covered the barren landscape: The sand and sky…
Captian's Log Daydream: Masks 7 Mar 2019 “The masks make us their slaves. They wear us.” The youth looked into the cut out eyes of the bandana he’d home-brewed into a disguise. Did they look back into…
Captian's Log The Hunter 6 Mar 2019 The rain strikes the earth softly tearing away the ground in a growing deluge. The clouds overwhelm the sky: there is no moon nor stars, there is no light. The…
Captian's Log Short Story: Serpent 5 Mar 2019 Hal couldn’t sleep. His exited fingers wrestled with a bit of frayed cord, a white snake ceaselessly coiling and uncoiling as he stared into the shadows of his room. There…
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