Chapter 21 – Going Home
"There will always be another chance."
'13th August 1780,
I rest now in the soft bunks of the doctor's quarters aboard the HMS Lion. I don't go on deck very often. I may have beaten my illness but it sure as hell isn't going out without a fight. It clings to be like a barnacle to a ship, never wanting to let go. I will be home soon…'
Nelson watched the giant orange sun descend as dusk fell over the ocean. Dusk was the only time that the new doctor would allow Nelson to move about the ship. He said that the sun was good for him. Claiming that it cleansed the soul and those who remain in darkness were sick and evil. It all sounded superstitious to Nelson but he followed his orders as a good patient does. As the days ticked on, one by one, he began to yearn for the feeling of a sword in his hand. He began to yearn for one last chance to finish what he had started so long ago, and with Elizabeta by his side, he promised that he would do justice to those that had opposed him.
Eventually the sun sank in the ocean and night fell upon them. Nelson slowly walked through the ship and climbed into his bunk. He lay there, thinking of the future and the day the he would drive a sword though General Cortez's chest. Nelson said the names of his enemies out loud, it gave him pleasure, and then he went to sleep.
