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Author: Guede Mazaka |
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*** Funny how everyone thinks of ships as female, and yet it’s still say they plow the sea. And the Pearl? Well…that one’s claw and slide through the water’s better described as a rampage, a wild mad howling plunge into every wave and every port and every other ship that dares think it can stand up to the Black Pearl. Jack loves his ship. He worships every nick and worn spot and stain on its boards. But he respects it, too, and sometimes, when he’s out in the night fog and nearly alone, staring at the dents his hand didn’t leave in the wood, he thinks he fears it as well. Nine years, it gave Barbossa. How many will it give him? *** |