Disclaimer: I own Drika. Disney owns the rest.
Someone once told me to follow my heart. I want to take the advice, but I don't know how. Of course, Advise is not always the best for you. It might be best for the person giving it. The first piece of advice I ever received was "Stay away from pirates." Yeah, well, I bet you can tell how well that worked out. Anyway, I'm lost now. Not at sea, I'm on land. I'm just lost. Should I go back to sea? Should I stay and continue working as a blacksmith? Where do I belong? I do not have much and therefore need to do something to stay alive. I love smithing and I love sailing. The navy is out of the question. Piracy is the only way I can stay on the sea. What should I do? Come on . . . think . . . I'm a nineteen year old girl in the Caribbean and this is the best I can do with my life. It don't amount to much, but I never had much to begin with. The only thing I have that stays with me where ever I go (besides my sword and daggers) is a necklace given to me by my friend. Of course, Will is long gone now. He left chasing a dream. Chasing Elizabeth Swan. Not the best choice, but still . . . if it makes him happy . . . All it is is a black chain with a black pearl held in a silver fixture. it's the only thing he ever gave me that will stay with me forever. His friendship is all but broken in his absence. His former master returned and has made me stop sleeping in the shop. Will used to help keep me alive, but he's gone now and can't bloody well help that anymore. I'd follow my heart, but I find that it's torn in two.
Someone once told me to follow my heart. I want to take the advice, but I don't know how. Of course, Advise is not always the best for you. It might be best for the person giving it. The first piece of advice I ever received was "Stay away from pirates." Yeah, well, I bet you can tell how well that worked out. Anyway, I'm lost now. Not at sea, I'm on land. I'm just lost. Should I go back to sea? Should I stay and continue working as a blacksmith? Where do I belong? I do not have much and therefore need to do something to stay alive. I love smithing and I love sailing. The navy is out of the question. Piracy is the only way I can stay on the sea. What should I do? Come on . . . think . . . I'm a nineteen year old girl in the Caribbean and this is the best I can do with my life. It don't amount to much, but I never had much to begin with. The only thing I have that stays with me where ever I go (besides my sword and daggers) is a necklace given to me by my friend. Of course, Will is long gone now. He left chasing a dream. Chasing Elizabeth Swan. Not the best choice, but still . . . if it makes him happy . . . All it is is a black chain with a black pearl held in a silver fixture. it's the only thing he ever gave me that will stay with me forever. His friendship is all but broken in his absence. His former master returned and has made me stop sleeping in the shop. Will used to help keep me alive, but he's gone now and can't bloody well help that anymore. I'd follow my heart, but I find that it's torn in two.