Captian's Log Drabble: Cold 4 Dec 2019 Let me remember, then, the cold. Winter comes in slowly, at times, but one storm will bring it in a day. I remember the snow, sad, melting, snow which covered…
Captian's Log Chiasm: Buried 2 Oct 20192 Oct 2019 Buried where none may see, despised and out of sight: The ground consumes the corpse; the earth closes its mouth. What dreams do dead men dream? What hope lies in…
Captian's Log Poem: Winter’s Vanguard 18 Sep 2019 So softly falls the tired snow upon the yet green fields; gently descends the wearied flakes over the lively plain. And here I stand—I’ll bear witness— that ice has come…
Captian's Log Poem: Distant Peak 31 Aug 2019 I'm too tired to think anymore today. Please enjoy this short post. We left all we loved to stand before the mountain. I loved not its peak. Gentle winds run…
Captian's Log Dusk of Man 30 Aug 2019 There is a soft whisper in this wintry air, and all around the quiet world holds its breath. No snowflake drops tonight, but all about this frozen tundra the whisper…
Captian's Log Winter Battles Spring 27 Aug 201927 Aug 2019 The cold wind blew over the fresh fields, a harsh chill interrupting the burgeoning summer. The green sprouts shivered as the mountainous breath passed. Thus, the giants declared war upon…
Captian's Log Poem: Winter Fades 14 Aug 2019 Winter did pass as years before, but never did it cease to roar. Those dreadful winds still haunt my dreams, and haunting, howling, winter screams. Forever they shall be with…
Captian's Log Poem: Despair and Die 7 Jan 2019 Please read: Despair and Die Today I heard the phrase "despair and die" haunting me wherever I retreated, hounding me. My heart has grown heavy. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xMTX6b9Vijc&t=192s https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aSeyXx7j-W0 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xMTX6b9Vijc&list=PLlVjFVMet3OWO-Prku9hsbuBtK3begsZw&t=17s&index=4
Captian's Log Short Story: Awakened 12 Nov 2018 He stepped away from the bar as a cold hint of sobriety passed in his eyes, leaving the half-finished pint, with its foam running down the sides, forgotten in his…
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