A Pirate’s Life For Me
The wind blows gently
The red sails fill with its essence, guiding the ship to wherever it may roam
The crystal blue waters foam and crash against the hull
The rippling waves are sliced by the wooden form that slips through their centers
The sun is warm, so warm that any unfortunate marooned men would bake under its heat
The crew of the Jackdaw doesn’t seem to mind
They sail where they want and plunder as they please
But lo!
An enemy man o’ war appears in the distance, and it looks like a storm’s coming!
The sun fades behind dark grey clouds
The heavens cry down heavily upon the deck of the ship
The gentle winds transform into rabid gales
Ravaging monsters of salty brine jolt the Jackdaw to and fro, choking the men onboard
Lightning strikes down only a moth’s wing away from the starboard bow, deafening and electrified
The enemy ship is in sight, towering over the ocean in a mass of sails and cannons
Turning the ship parallel to the devil, the captain yells,
“Fire!”
A barrage of metal rains down on both parties, sending flames towards the sky from whence they came
The storm is at its peak, and the thrill of the battle has only begun
What a life of treasure-hunting exhilaration I’ve created for myself: the life of
A pirate
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