Disclaimer: I do not own POTC, written for entertainment not for earning money ;).
My first little fiction so please be kind ;). R&R plz!
Home
Jack let his eyes wander across the horizon shimmering in the golden light of the setting sun. His hands were sweeping lovingly 'round the dark, smooth wood of the Pearl's wheel. The steady sway of the ship made him feel calm and safe, and the sound of the gently clashing waves were like his sweet lullaby. Content with all this, his freedom and the several kegs of rum in the hold he thought:
"Home, this is what home feels like. So finally, after years and years being a stranger in my own home-sea I have come home to what I love."