Captian's Log Shillelagh | Part IV 28 Mar 202521 Mar 2025 As the dew dispersed into the ethereal, the fog fading away into the unseen, the beauty of the countryside bore in upon me like an infection, and, inescapably, the weak…
Captian's Log Shillelagh | Part III 27 Mar 202521 Mar 2025 Shifting the backpack's straps a little, searching for some relief, I grunted. I had taken only the essentials, but the weight still dug into my shoulders. The cold and dewy…
Captian's Log Shillelagh | Part II 26 Mar 202521 Mar 2025 As I surveyed the occluded landscape of fallow fields, my eyes passed over the shadowy outlines of a few barren, winter robbed trees and here and there, rows of leafless…
Captian's Log Shillelagh | Part I 25 Mar 202521 Mar 2025 The corpse lies still upon the earth, the crater in its head a sure sign it won't get up again. I stand panting in the cold morning, my breath, coming…
Captian's Log In the Dungeon 24 Mar 202521 Mar 2025 Fear becomes me in this dim cell. Imprisoned in darkness, every squeaking mouse or scurrying rat, every distant scraping or soft tinkling of chains, every mad break into laughter and…
Captian's Log Grinning Reliefs 23 Mar 202521 Mar 2025 How false I find the grinning reliefs lining the molding of this stoney passage. Fat, smiling, toothless, each jocund countenance is only a mask; the truth is in the eyes,…
Captian's Log Pilgrims Passing in the Mist 22 Mar 202521 Mar 2025 The weary pilgrims' parade of faded and tattered banners, their worn habiliments of time weathered hues scalloped by the road's grasping thorns, nears the end of its ageless journey. The…
Captian's Log The Genteel Way 21 Mar 202515 Mar 2025 I need an offramp, a way out. I need this mission, this chance; let me go. You can keep shoving the square peg into the round hole all you like,…
Captian's Log The Genteel Way 20 Mar 202515 Mar 2025 I'm not an idealist, I don't know if I believe in anything, but I want to keep my soul. If I stay here any longer, watching these twerps get pushed…
Captian's Log The Genteel Way 19 Mar 202515 Mar 2025 It has always been, "Next time," for me, and I fear that, if the pattern continues, it will never be this time. I'll run my course just standing in a…
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