Captian's Log The Last Zombie III 26 Feb 202621 Feb 2026 Little details cling to the moment for me, the whoop-whoop of my sling as I began to spin it faster and faster, the erratic twitchings of the shambler as it…
Captian's Log The Last Zombie II 25 Feb 202621 Feb 2026 It was past noon, but still bright. All kinds of insects were flying about the low sunbeams, and the stems of various flowers would bend under the weight of a…
Captian's Log The Last Zombie I 24 Feb 202621 Feb 2026 He was not long dead, I think; bloated, though, and pale. The clothes were fairly well kept, so I don't think he had been out wandering long. A shambler, I…
Captian's Log Love Nest and Zombies 14 Feb 2026 She lay there, half covered in the disheveled sheets of our lovemaking, the silken red covers flowing freely over her hips like a waterfall. Her one exposed breast rose like…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 15 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 The box he put my head in was just a little too big, and I rattled around in it dreadfully. If he had taken the time to crunch up the…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 14 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 "Oh! No, no, my apologies," he said. "I didn't know. I can kill you while you're sitting, if you'd prefer." "No, I'd prefer it if you'd go bug some other…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 13 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 I stared at the grey sheets of The Necrotic Times then threw them down on the table. "Thank you," I said, and groaning, made to stand. It was a valiant…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 12 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 He started toward my throne and did a little salute with his sword. "Now rise and face me!" he commanded. Tsa! I ejaculated. "That's rich. Come barging in here, cutting…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 11 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 "You have held these souls in bondage…" he went on. I wasn't sure if the speech was prepared or not. It seemed to flow, but I wasn't really paying any…
Captian's Log The Necromancer’s Chair 10 Dec 20258 Dec 2025 The zombies rushed forward like linebackers, but he was ready. He'd burst through the door, sword drawn, and before the first rusted halberd could flay him, had already parried it…
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