Written for Willabeth Challenge
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Once more as always...
Young Will Turner often pondered what was so attractive about his precocious playmate Miss. Swann. Was it her daunting beauty, albeit the pimples on her cheeks? Was it her intelligence that sparked through the hazel depths of her eyes? Was it her willfulness and determination that never recognized any bounds? Was it her contradicting nature graceful and unladylike at the same time? Was it the way she rushed adventure in his life when they sneaked away in the middle of her dance lessons? Was it her utter disregard for the superfluous hierarchy that persisted in the English society as she ran free and wild to the docks with him? He never could tell which of these facets he admired so much even to the point of intimidation. All he knew was the softness of her lips on his dry ones when she thanked him for helping her escape a rather dull afternoon of repeating the same dance steps with her governess. He will wonder and be amazed, once more as always...