Disclaimer: I don't own any charries from POTC, only Dawn Jones in this chapter and some other OCs. i uploaded this on a few other wedsites but got no feedback i've also got this up on another profile but i decided to reupload it on this one
The ocean was calm, its beauty radiating for miles on end. The sun was setting, the rays reflecting off the water. Ships were coming from near and far, each with her own story and there, on the wooden dock, sat a boy. He was no more than fourteen, with beautifully bright blue eyes and a mop of sandy brown hair. He watched longingly as one by one the ships sailed pass him. He knew his future was the sea. It was all he dreamed of. All he aspired to be was with the sea. As he watched the sun set, he knew it was late and reluctantly turned, beginning to walk away from the dock. His head was always in the clouds, or, in the sea more like, dreaming up wild adventures to Tortuga and Singapore. He finally reached the edge of the village, where lay a small cottage. Smoke rose from the chimney as lights flickered from within the house. The boy loved this place because it was so warm and inviting. He opened the door and a woman with kind eyes and a tender smile turned from the stove to him.
"Tsk, tsk, late again Davy! Honestly what am I to do with ye?" she asked, taking his coat and pushing him into a chair.
"Ah mum, it ain't that late. The sun's still up!" the boy, Davy, said, though a smile was plastered to his face.
A little curly haired girl bounced around the room and looked up at Davy.
"Maybe he's finally got himself a love!" the girl cooed in amusement.
Davy laughed whole-heartedly. "Nay, I ain't got no girl."
"But ye do have a love Davy. The sea," the woman told him, handing him a cup of warm hot chocolate.
Davy sipped it. "I ain't gonna lie mum that the sea is the most beautiful and inspirin' thing I've ever seen. The waves that caress the sand, the birds that fly over the gentle water, the wind in the sails of the many ships that come and go…"
"Just wait 'till he has a girl mum! Then he'll never hush up about her!" the little girl said excitedly, sitting next to her mother. "I'd love to see him compare the sea to her with his poetic non-sense!"
The woman smiled maternally to her daughter. "Aye Dawny, Davy has yet to find a love greater than the sea."
"That won't happen," Davy said quietly. "There ain't a girl in the world worth more than the sea."
The young girl looked up at him. "But if ye don't find a girl, ye'll be alone…forever."
"Don't worry yer pretty little head about that Dawn," Davy said almost sternly, "one's never alone when he's with the sea."
The girl, Dawn, nodded and yawned.
"Someone's sleepy," her mother mused.
"I'll take her up," Davy offered.
"Thank ye," his mother smiled, putting the exhausted girl in Davy's arms. He gently brought her up the stairs to a small bedroom and laid her on the pink bedspread. He pulled the covers over her and kissed her brow.
"Davy?" the girl asked, holding back her brother.
"Aye?" he asked.
"Will ye still love me, even when ye're with the sea?" she asked softly, cuddling the covers close.
Davy smiled. "Always. Ye're me sister."
The girl seemed more relaxed and her eyes began to close slowly. "Play me a song?"
Davy nodded and went over to a small piano in the corner. It was small but enough for him to compose a song that always put her to sleep. He began to play the keys, the song a gentle melody. It sounded like a fairytale in music. Dawn smiled and closed her eyes. Davy continued to play until he was sure Dawn had gone to sleep. Then he blew out the candle.
"Always," he repeated, walking out of the room.
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