Hi, I have no idea what this is all about - just a surrealistic little dream sequence type thing. I honestly don't think there will be any kind of continuation (although anything is possible I suppose) - I know it indicates that something went on before but as of now I don't intend to add anything more.
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from "Pirates of the Caribbean" nor am I using them for material gain
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On my deathbed, when my life is done, I'll see through the mists of my dying mind - the Black Pearl docked at the harbor of my soul. And as I slip from my body and take on another form that can still somehow hear and smell and taste and touch, I'll see the fog lift and there will be Jack peering out from the deck of the Pearl, looking intently for something through the mist. As I catch the shape of his form on the ship I begin to move faster. I feel the 16th century stone beneath my feet. I am running now, my heart beating faster. Blood or something like it pumping faster, stronger than I've ever felt it before. I can feel the damp air on my skin and smell the smells of the sea. My feet pound along the stones almost as fast as the rhythm of my heart.
He sees me now...he sees me coming to him. He waves and I do the same. He is running along the railing of the deck to meet me at the boarding ramp. I run up it, feeling and hearing the change beneath my feet from stone to wood. His face is sharp and clear and so beautiful to me now. I've missed him so! I can hear his sharp breaths as he runs to meet me. Than at last we are in each others arms. I can feel him, hold him at last, long, long last! I am lost in his arms, feeling his body against mine...the feel of his shirt and his form beneath it. My hands run over his shoulders and arms. He is holding me just as tightly and I feel his face in my hair and his breath in my ear as he presses against me. His hair, as it's tossed with the impact of our embrace, encloses our heads for a moment. I am at long last home!
"My bonnie lass," I hear him breathe, "I've waited so long!"
I feel his wet lashes against my cheek. I am crying also. He pulls back now and looks at me with eyes that are deep, dark, and shining with emotion.
I can't believe that at last we are together. I touch his face and run my fingers down it, caressing his forehead, eyes, cheekbones, lips. I have missed him so! He leans in closely. I feel and hear his breath. His eyes close slowly and I see the dark lashes against his cheeks as my eyes close and his mouth presses against mine. The smell of him fills me and surrounds me. His warm, damp cheek is against mine as he kisses me. I kiss him back as I feel his soul melt into mine. The taste of his mouth, the warm softness of his lips and the power of his mouth against mine takes me to a place I haven't been since the last time we were together....
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from "Pirates of the Caribbean" nor am I using them for material gain
Untitled
On my deathbed, when my life is done, I'll see through the mists of my dying mind - the Black Pearl docked at the harbor of my soul. And as I slip from my body and take on another form that can still somehow hear and smell and taste and touch, I'll see the fog lift and there will be Jack peering out from the deck of the Pearl, looking intently for something through the mist. As I catch the shape of his form on the ship I begin to move faster. I feel the 16th century stone beneath my feet. I am running now, my heart beating faster. Blood or something like it pumping faster, stronger than I've ever felt it before. I can feel the damp air on my skin and smell the smells of the sea. My feet pound along the stones almost as fast as the rhythm of my heart.
He sees me now...he sees me coming to him. He waves and I do the same. He is running along the railing of the deck to meet me at the boarding ramp. I run up it, feeling and hearing the change beneath my feet from stone to wood. His face is sharp and clear and so beautiful to me now. I've missed him so! I can hear his sharp breaths as he runs to meet me. Than at last we are in each others arms. I can feel him, hold him at last, long, long last! I am lost in his arms, feeling his body against mine...the feel of his shirt and his form beneath it. My hands run over his shoulders and arms. He is holding me just as tightly and I feel his face in my hair and his breath in my ear as he presses against me. His hair, as it's tossed with the impact of our embrace, encloses our heads for a moment. I am at long last home!
"My bonnie lass," I hear him breathe, "I've waited so long!"
I feel his wet lashes against my cheek. I am crying also. He pulls back now and looks at me with eyes that are deep, dark, and shining with emotion.
I can't believe that at last we are together. I touch his face and run my fingers down it, caressing his forehead, eyes, cheekbones, lips. I have missed him so! He leans in closely. I feel and hear his breath. His eyes close slowly and I see the dark lashes against his cheeks as my eyes close and his mouth presses against mine. The smell of him fills me and surrounds me. His warm, damp cheek is against mine as he kisses me. I kiss him back as I feel his soul melt into mine. The taste of his mouth, the warm softness of his lips and the power of his mouth against mine takes me to a place I haven't been since the last time we were together....