Captian's Log Don’t Feed the Zombies 10 Nov 2017 Started a short story this evening. Please enjoy. I read the bumper sticker ahead of me: “DONT FEED THE ZOMBIES,” it said in a gross green font of all…
Captian's Log Hello Darkness 8 Nov 2017 This is a continuation of the post, Hello Darkness. Below she adds her voice to Sid’s. Growling at me, they make their entreaties. Earlier, back when I was really the under…
Captian's Log In Restless Dreams 26 Oct 2017 This is a continuation of another post you can read here: Hello Darkness. His spirit wandered through a desert which knew no mediation either of the overbearing fury of the…
Captian's Log Hello Darkness 24 Oct 201724 Oct 2017 I wrote this a few weeks ago but don't know how to end it. My opinion, this was Hell. I looked down the hill, watching the shadows of the sparse…
Captian's Log A Coffin for Two (Continued) 24 Aug 2017 After about a month's hiatus, I return to my short story, A Coffin for Two. The little brass bell dances up and down at the opening of the door.…
Captian's Log Intraworld: Underground 18 Aug 2017 Fumbling for the switch in the darkness, Amelia places her hands on the wall, blindly sliding them over the rough interior of the cellar. Edging, step by step, she moves…
Captian's Log Rest and Peace 17 Aug 2017 I just finished my summer term! It feels really good knowing I won’t have to get up and go to school for a few weeks. No more tests, no more…
Captian's Log The Hollowed (Progressing) 8 Aug 2017 I may be working on this story for awhile, so expect more of these posts for awhile. The fields roll on endlessly, pockets of fog coursing like rivers through…
Captian's Log The Hollowed 7 Aug 2017 The fields roll on endlessly, pockets of fog coursing like rivers through the deep pathways that are the lows of the rising hills. The sky is a white canvas, a…
Captian's Log… Intraworld: Floods of Darkness, Springs of Light 4 Aug 2017 The Librarian reads the fading text, his magic revivifying the moldy pages: I have in times since now lost track of weeks, months, years, knowing cycles only. The sun to…
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