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She wept, but the tears were either dried by the gusts of a briny wind, or blended by the crystal drops of an ocean spray. But she didn't care, nor notice, her ocean eyes were sailing into the horizon, ablaze with the fiery glow of a sleeping sun and the embers of a dying love.
Her bare feet scraped against the uneven, rough pier as a blustering wind whipped both the girl's flame red hair and her broken cries back into her face.
"WHY?" She screamed, but her voice lost confidence as she realized the gusts drowned out her voice. Defeated, she whispered: "why? Why steal my heart, it wasn't that valuable anyway…"
She thought she fought her battle with the sea, thought it was that mistressthat held the pirate's heart, but she was wrong.
It was the wind.
The wind took him away; the wind brushed his face everyday. The cruel wind even prevented her from crying, drying each tear before it trickled down her face.
And slowly, with every lapping wave, the young girl with golden heart grew into a woman without love, and without hope. "he did give me one thing" she breathed; " Insensitivity"
And with that she sighed, face set hard with pain, and realized she was now incapable of suffering that way again. So she would do what Sparrow did, she would love for profit.
Scarlette turned softly away and carefully walked back to the tavern where she would become a favorite
And as she sighed, the Tortuga wind dried the last of her tears…
As it carried him into the setting sun.
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