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I was standing on the docks, staring into the grey mist. The silhouette of a ship could be seen slowly approaching the shore. As it drew closer, I recognized it immediately. It was my ship! La Estrella! I ran to the edge in order it get a closer view, the mist clinging to me and trying to hold me back. But I was almost there. My beloved ship drew up alongside the dock's edge, and out of nowhere, a gang plank was lowered, breaking the still silence. Suddenly, my excitement died and was replaced with a new panic. My stomach twisted into knots, and my throat closed up. Gasping for breath, I summoned all of my courage and took a step onto the plank. I stopped and looked warily up at the main deck. Something wasn't right. La Estrella looked the same, but it didn't fell the same. It felt almost surreal. 'Stupid pansy,' I admonished myself. 'It's just yer old ship.'
But it wasn't. This ship wasn't full of life. As far as I could tell there was no one aboard. But if that was the case, how did the gang plank lower? "It's now or never," I said aloud, hoping it would ease the tension in anxiety that now hung in the mist. Throwing all caution to the wind, I made my way up the board slippery from mist droplets.
I only made it half way.
And then I saw his eyes. The same yellow orbs that had leered at me some two years ago. I couldn't see his face, but I heard his laugh, evil and spiteful and full of hate and malice. I lifted my chin in defiance and reached for my cutlass, deciding I was going to end this now and regain what was rightfully mine. Suddenly the mist grew impenetrable and began to swirl around me. I couldn't see anything but the silver fog. I stood stalk still. If I moved a muscle from left to right I was sure to topple off the plank. I stood this way for an odd five minutes, listening and waiting.
The mist began to lighten, and I breathed a sigh of relief. My ship was still there. But so were the eyes. Now, though, they had multiplied, and there were yellow eyes every where, staring at me and teasing me. And then the laugh came again, starting as a low rumble and then graduating to a roar. "Noooo!" I screamed as the visions of my past flashed before my eyes. Visions of the mutiny, the beating, the raping, seeing my first mate killed before my eyes.
Struggling to get away, I stepped backward off the plank, and fell through the swirling mist. As I waited for the inevitable splash, pain numbing my senses, all went black.
TBC
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A/N: It's bloody short. Only like 500 words, mainly because this was a dream. (If ya couldn't tell already.) I thought this was an approriate place to end. My next chapter should come out tomorrow or Sunday, and it shall be longer then this one. I promise! (Today's Friday.) If enough people review I'll publish it tomorrow, savvy? Review responses will also be in tomorrow's chapter.
And in case y'all didn't notice, I finally figured out HTML! *readers mutter something like 'What a retard.* *TSS remains oblivious* It certainly took me long enough! Well, that's all for now. Ta ta!
Until next time,
~TheSiriusSparrow~
