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The Crossing

The Wanderer rocked violently, a fragile speck in the vast, storm-beaten waters. Spicer, the captain, stood barefoot at the helm, his wiry frame braced against the ship’s shuddering frame as waves…
Posted inIn-Character WatchTower

Watchtower SF: August 4th

Bergs in the Bay! San Francisco Chronicle Meteorologists were shocked today when a massive iceberg several miles long appeared off the coast of Marin County, seemingly on a collision course…
Posted inT2000 Writing Twilight 2000

T2000: W+50

Necessity is the mother of invention. Yesterday I caught a rabbit with a snare I made from a bit of wire. I hid in the foot of a hedgerow and…
Posted inT2000 Writing Twilight 2000

T2000: W+44

It's all gone to shit. It did get worse. Two days after the Colonel died, I woke from a nightmare to find Monk and Doc packing up their gear. They…
T2000: W+36
Posted inT2000 Writing Twilight 2000

T2000: W+36

You ever get the feeling that things are about to get worse? As luck and dumb fate would have it, we weren't able to escape the area as quickly as…
T2000: W+35
Posted inT2000 Writing Twilight 2000

T2000: W+35

I still have my shopping list. We didn't make it to Prague. The forests here are a little threadbare. I think they might have taken some shelling but everything just…
Posted inT2000 Writing Twilight 2000

T2000: W+27

According to the Colonel, strong sergeants make strong soldiers. I can believe that. Our CSM was a soldiers soldier. You cut him open and he bled red, white and blue.…
T2000: W+26
Posted inT2000 Writing Twilight 2000

T2000: W+26

Monk is a strange fish. He doesn't talk much, isn't prone to fits of emotion but it's plain to me that he's suffering, you can see it in his eyes.…
Posted inT2000 Writing Twilight 2000

T2000: W+24

Progress has been slow. Monk warned us that running two vehicles was guzzling our gas so with great reluctance we siphoned off everything from the tank in "Dale" and filled…