Captian's Log Rough Draft | Stone 15 Oct 2026 I do not know how the rumor started, save that perhaps the rumor is true, but it is believed by some, mostly in whispered counsels, that this stone was once…
Captian's Log Rambling About Vampires 11 Oct 202610 Oct 2026 There is, in essence, one thing that makes a vampire story, a vampire, but what is a vampire? A few years back, I was disappointed with Carpe Jugulum by Terry…
Captian's Log Through the Underworld 10 Oct 20265 Oct 2026 Okay, bad news is that this isn't the fun fairytale otherworld. Not Oz or Narnia. Not even the unpleasant delirium of Wonderland. Um, this is where the vampires are from,…
Captian's Log What’s Done 27 Sep 202626 Sep 2026 The drifting ashes danced in the languid sunbeams streaming through the twisting branches and gnarled boughs of the western glade. A log snapped in two, and the bonfire burst into…
Captian's Log Okay, Let’s Burn the Witches 19 Sep 2026 The more the jury in the Lindsay Clancy case speaks, the more I feel as if I'm watching some sort of irreverent funeral. Trial by jury is one of those…
Captian's Log Happy Halloween 2025 31 Oct 202529 Oct 2025 Well we've had our fun, but soon the night is done. Kept awake by witches' cacklesStartled by the werewolves' howlStalked by stumbling zombie shadowsHarried by hell's haunting screamA vampire now…
Captian's Log With Fire 30 Oct 202528 Oct 2025 She shivered, stepping away from the dance. Goosebumps covered her otherwise naked flesh. It had not been what she thought. She felt so—what was the word?—empty. "You sold your soul,"…
Captian's Log A Point on Witches 29 Oct 202528 Oct 2025 "Witches never truly die." "What?" "It's something they teach us, you know? Vampires need to sleep on their home turf, injured werewolves carry their wounds back into their mortal forms,…
Captian's Log New Professor 28 Oct 2025 "Of course," went on the lecturer, "the point is the soul. One soul or another, it makes little difference, which was the great error of last year's lecturer, Professor Faust,…
Captian's Log Dreams of Mr. Goodman Brown 27 Oct 2025 Upon their brooms, across the moon,the figures darting out of sight.A practice run. Time's growing soonto fly away one hallowed Night. Their pointy hats, their dear black cats, their cursed,…
