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Warning: This is the product of my bored little mind and a tiny burst of inspiration in Mythology class when I probably should have been working…
Reviews and constructive criticism are highly recommended! Very good for your health too, might I add.
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INVINCIBLE
"In Camelot Arthur the King lay at Christmas, with many a peerless lord princely companioned, the whole noble number of Knights of the Round Table…" Will could still hear the sound of Elizabeth reading to their two children in the back room of their quarters, conveniently located in the governor's mansion.
He slowly arose and made his way to the next room, where he stared out the window overlooking the docks of Port Royale. It had been two years since he nearly lost Elizabeth to the Black Pearl. He tried not to think about it, but, not unlike every nagging memory, it had a nasty habit of sneaking up on him. Something inside him half expected to see the Pearl in the harbor – with its eccentric captain swashing his way through the streets of Port Royale. But, every day that he looked out the window, his eyes scanning every inch of activity down at the harbor, and, once again – failing to spot the elusive pirate.
Could Jack be… dead?
Will turned the thought over in his mind for a moment. Perhaps he's just busy. Will sincerely hoped, no, prayed that it was the latter. Jack couldn't be dead. He's Captain Jack Sparrow. That alone makes him invincible, right? But a twinge of doubt was still eating away at the back of his mind. Or was it his heart?"Will?" Elizabeth's voice shattered his reverie before he had the chance to consider his options. Will silently thanked the heavens for her uncanny timing. "Will? Are you alright?"
"Huh? Oh, yes, of course. I'm fine. What is it, my love?"
Elizabeth laughed lightly. "Here. Commodore Norrington delivered this earlier. I thought you might like to read it."
"Ah, yes, thank you, I shall." Will gently took the small folded piece of parchment from his wife, examining it carefully, making an attempt at deciphering its origins.
He couldn't suppress the smile playing upon his lips any longer as he unfolded the letter and read each word carefully to himself.
To Mr. and Mrs. William Turner (she is a Turner now, right?)
From Captain J. Sparrow
Dearest Will and Elizabeth…
The End.
A/N: The passage Elizabeth is reading to the children is from "Sir Gawain and the Green Knight" by The Pearl Poet (at least it's believed to be written by said poet).