Captian's Log Drabble: Dying Flames 6 Jan 2020 He stokes the fire. The embers reveal their red glow as they turn over, and then grow black. The smoke rises in twisting plumes as the fire dies. The world…
Captian's Log Poem: She Works to End the World 3 Oct 2019 You rise to stir the pot, an eye on the foul beast which ere this point has sought to keep you from your feast. He’s still while you’re looking, but…
Captian's Log First Impression: Difference Between Hinduism and Christianity 24 Sep 2019 (Short post tonight. I'm working on an essay for a class. Here is a part of it). Myself possessing little knowledge of the internal nature of Hindu scripture apart from…
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 In a Dry Land 10 May 2019 Far from home he found a dried up tree, bleached white under the cruel sun, and for a moment sat on its crumbling roots, gazing over the riverbed, the dried…
Captian's Log The Wanderer 25 Mar 2019 The wanderer: His wide brimmed hat cast a slanted shadow across his face, covering his eyes and reaching down to the corner of his lips. The weathered fabric of his…
Captian's Log Rising Sun 26 Jan 2019 While the others lay sleeping, he sat up, gazing out into the eternal darkness, the empty starless night surrounding them, their heaven and their hell, their north and south, their…
Captian's Log Short Story: Son of Death 21 Jan 2019 Please read: Son of Death Excerpt: None paid attention to the slight glimmer, the haze building around him, as he stepped between the hedges. In another moment, he was invisible. Why?…
Captian's Log Rough Draft: Death’s Son 19 Jan 2019 With a sigh, he pulled the sock out of G.’s mouth. “Traitor,” G.’s head said from its box in the passenger seat. Shivers ran up and down Pluto’s spine. Reaching…
Captian's Log Apologies 3 Jan 2019 Preparing for bed, I was gripped by a sudden panic, realizing I hadn’t put together a post for tonight. Scrambling, I cannot think of anything to write on such short…
