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Drifting
The effigy of Davey Jones was not a figure the sailors wanted on board the ship.As all choice was lost and the sea barraged the vessel with Death each day they sailed.

"Debt's unanswered for" claimed the Captain. eyeing his withering crew as they fought off hunger and Scurvey with the recently dead's portion of Ale and Crout.

One word hung on everyone's mind, one word was all they needed to get rid of that Curse.

Bound in Blood no one Dared utter it, Loyalty
was all they knew.

Riches was why they sailed, but war was all they found, the same war for which they deserted
as privateers.

Now with home to thier rears and no new bearing in sight, those decision's alway's in their mind, right or wrong was now the question.

One last chance, land was what he hoped for as the Order was given to lower the Anchor only to hear the familiar squaking of Gulls within the misty morning fog.

Serenity, was what they recieved, as they Drifted closer towards Land on what was still yet another Windless Day...


© Spencer"Hylian"Roberti