Captian's Log Caught 16 Apr 2020 The rain beat against the curved roof of the bus stop, beading up on the glass panels and rolling down onto the wet pavement below. He was burning; his head…
Captian's Log Crow 5 Jul 20192 Jul 2019 The crow pecks lazily at a dried, yellow weed. Sometimes caught up in his beak, he throws it playfully. Then hopping after it, his black plumage ruffling in the air,…
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