Chapter 19
From high in the sky, Calypso observed The Black Pearl sailing away with a hint of evil desire on her face. Her hand lightly danced over the glowing locket around her neck; the source of her godly power...at least a necessary portion. Calypso then stared down at the calm ocean, which reflected the sun flawlessly. Slowly, Calypso extended her arms with godlike quality, her face serene and full of determination.
Way beneath Calypso, the sea began to bubble and froth in the same way it had just before the vessels of the Spanish Armada had erupted from the watery depths. But the ship that suddenly emerged from the ocean was quite majestic yet chillingly intricate in terms of the dark designs etched across it.
Calypso descended the air, coming to stand on the deck of her ship, crewed by men with various features of sea creatures replacing human limbs and or heads. Calypso gave out orders to follow The Black Pearl, but discreetly. The ship submerged with the water the same way The Flying Dutchman could and sailed underwater in the same path as The Black Pearl.
Only one thought ran through Calypso's mind as she stood at the wheel of her godly vessel. Jack Sparrow...soon, our debt will be settled.
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COMING SOON: "PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: CALYPSO'S FURY"