Captian's Log And Black Was the Sea 30 Apr 20241 May 2024 "We create our own hells," he said, his pale eyes staring unblinkingly out at the rolling, depths. An inky blackness was the ocean, waves tipped white with foam, and our…
Captian's Log Who Am I? 13 Nov 2023 I don't know who I am, and fear I'll lose my way.I wander after dark, searching for the day.Perhaps someone will hear, perhaps someone will know,perhaps she will draw near,…
Captian's Log The Fairies in Autumn’s Wind 10 Oct 2023 The winds where howling round his dizzy head, beating back his fever with their icy current. For a moment, his sinuses and thoughts cleared, and he took a deep, grateful…
Captian's Log The Fire in the Dark 5 Aug 2023 The days are growing darker, the nights are growing warm the trees are struck by thunder they fall under the storm The wind is whipping faster and stirring up the…
Captian's Log Called From Nothing 21 Mar 2023 The weather had taken a nasty turn, and this suited him well. Above, billowing grey clouds rumbled in despairing groans; here and there, claps of thunder followed the bright flashes,…
Captian's Log Fill My Ears 7 Mar 2022 The rain was still falling. It was really just a mist now, but the loud drip-drop coming off the eaves and falling, splat, upon the porch, filled my ears like…
Captian's Log Short: Hints 27 Jan 2022 The sound of rain echoed over the hills, that dark and distant sky drawing ever nearer. Soon the storm would fill the valley as its dreary droning filled our ears.…
Captian's Log Poem: The Dreamer Waits 17 Nov 2021 The days are coming when the days will endthe years draw near when the sun will setAnd in the final hour of our liveswhat dreams remain? I was wandering through…
Captian's Log The Other Side 6 Nov 2021 The night was cold and dark, the rain falling fast and hard, and the wind was raging over the sea. The windshield wipers squeaked in their furied race back and…
Captian's Log Short: The Dark Thing on the Beach 27 Oct 2021 The lighthouse stood, not perfectly straight, on the very extreme of the craggy bluff. It leaned as men are known to lean when they want to catch sight of something…
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