Theme: Scars
THE BRAND
Fingers moved deftly over the slightly raised skin, moving along the letter it showed, feeling more than just the flesh of his arm. Feelings stronger than he had had in a long time swirled throughout his mind, mixing together, merging in way that made his head spin slightly.
This mark did not just mean that he had forsaken his respectable life as a citizen of Port Royal to be something that was highly frowned upon in these gentle waters. It meant more…so much more than that!
It meant basically what the Pearl meant to Jack; freedom, the freedom of the sea and the freedom of his actions. Under this brand, symbolizing the same as the black flag that fluttered placidly above him, he had the freedom to do what he wanted. Although he was not too sure that he was into the whole 'pillaging' thing yet. He may be free to do what he wanted on the outside, but on the inside his feelings of right and wrong conflicted savagely.
But he was learning. Captain Jack Sparrow was teaching him. He smiled as he thought of his imposing friend; serious and deadly in dangerous situations, yet light and hilariously funny when relaxing with friends.
Looking down at the 'P' burned into his skin, Will realised that this was one scar he was unlikely to ever regret.
The End
Lotsa love,
Trini
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