The Castaways of the Flying Dutchman (fanfic practice)
Memory.
All the friends I've lost. The times that Vanderdecken has almost had me in his grip. All the times that I've had to walk away so I wouldn't have to see my friends grow old and die around me. Serafina...... oh, Serafina. I hope she is happily in heaven. Amy and Alex... Winifred....
So many friends I've made, only to leave them when my time is up. I know I have Ned, but after all he's only a dog. I wish there could be another Eternal like me somewhere... to travel with for eternity..... like a brother or a sister..... someone like me..... aaah, that would be so good.
(Ned I know you're listening to me) (Yes Ben. I agree with you. But you forgot to mention that the other Eternal should be good at scratching.) (Ned stop listening to my private thoughts) (ok fine. I'll go chase a squirrel in those woods over there.) (thanks Ned)
I've seen global warming. I've seen nuclear war. I've seen the first spaceship to reach the moon. I've seen things both good and bad.
I've been put into orphaneges. I've been put into foster care, because I appear to be a kid about thirteen or fourteen. I wish I could tell who I really am for once. I'm not a kid.
Oh, the good old days when a fourteen year old boy wandering around the world on his own with a dog was not seen as something extraordinarily odd.
(I agree. And I especially dislike vets trying to kill me because your "foster parents" didn't think you should have a dog.) (Yes. But we can't die...) (But we can feel pain.) (Yes.. physical and nonphysical, we can feel pain.)
And still Vanderdecken chases us throug time. The Flying Dutchman, lit by St. Elmo's fire.... (No Ben don't think about that!) (right. I really shouldn't think about that on purpose.) (Ben can you stop daydreaming and get me some food?) (fine, you greedy furball) (Woof!)