Captian's Log Darkening Stars 10 Nov 2025 The stars grew dark, the air too thick,the sky a bloody red,and now remark, those lights' hummed lick,were the shrieks of the dead… O Sanguine vault! Pockmarked with blackdepths of…
Captian's Log Night’s Traveler 22 Sep 202520 Sep 2025 The burning flame along the road, the faces of weary men, and I must travel on. My yellow lantern's glow shows hardly the next step, but the next step is…
Captian's Log Love and Stars 10 Aug 20259 Aug 2025 And where is love tonight? The stars are all so bright. Alone, I drink their light.Why are you so forlornwho's no great struggle borne;it's just a heart that's torn. I'll…
Captian's Log Love Letter 15 Jul 2025 We danced through the stars, a dance of death, perhaps, but truly in a passion indistinguishable from love. We have been trying to kill each other for ten years. For…
Captian's Log Last Night Was Rough 10 Jul 2025 As the sun falls, I am the inky shadows dancing on the earth, cheering you on to sweet rest. Let night fall, O mighty light. Sweet night, the stars are…
Captian's Log Still, There Are Stars 26 Jun 202525 Jun 2025 Wear a cape and strike a pose;then you'll be a man. Fly away into the starswhere you once began.Your songs on earth, still sung tonight;we remember your last fight,your brokenness…
Bureau of Clandestine Affairs The Keeper 17 Jun 202516 Jun 2025 "I suppose the danger is past," I sighed. "You probably want to know what happened . . . hum?" "Yeah," he said, his eyes half closed. "I mean, that was weird." "Long ago," I…
Captian's Log Unsad Waltzers 22 May 2025 Where are the dancers in the light? Why's gone the beauty from my sight?I loved the effervescent fay. Why must they die when ends the day? In dreams, I pray…
Captian's Log Iridescent Stars 19 Apr 2025 I stepped outside some nights ago,on shinning stars to gaze. One light, my uncle pointed low, there shimmered in the haze;with rainbowed colors soft aglowhim greatly did amaze. My cousin…
Captian's Log Birth 10 Apr 202510 Apr 2025 The stars await our tardy shipswhile by distracting rings and blips our eyes are caught in glowing glass. We gaze no more on Heaven's bliss—how many chances shall we missbefore…
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