Ordinary Man | By : danglingdingle Category: Pirates of the Caribbean (All) > General Views: 1471 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The door opened and a figure slinked in, soundlessly, yet not unnoticed by the sole occupant which greeted the visitor with a whinny.
Hanging his lantern on a hook on the wall, Jack looked around, gathering that it was safe, his stay hadn’t been noticed, thus there was another night he could spend with a roof over his head.
Jack sat down against the stall and brought out a bundle from his satchel - courtesy of the local baker - good man - along with his pewter tankard and a half a bottle of only slightly stale ale, and begun his meal with a warm air huffing right into his ear.
Rubbing the horse’s nose and breaking a piece of the bread to feed him, Jack figured he could use all the friends he could make, especially now, when his mind seemed to have started playing tricks on him again.
Picking tiny pieces of the bread, Jack scowled at the thin air in deep thought, took a sip of his ale and came to a troubled result.
“You know…Blackie -- I’m jus’ going to call you Blackie, if it’s all the same to you -- it is remarkable how the human mind works…”
Pausing to better capture his audience, and to properly make his statement, Jack fed the remaining breadcrumbs to the horse.
“I swear I saw a ghost today.” Not quite sure if he actually said it, believed it, Jack quickly drained the ale, brushed Blackie gently between his ears and stood up.
“You see, it’s been well over ten years since I last saw a ghost, almost started to think there ain’t such things after all…” Nervously packing everything back into the satchel and placing it next to the door, anticipating a hasty departure, Jack continued his monologue; “What is interesting with this particular ghost, is that it’s here now, when I’ve jus’ stopped hoping to ever find it.”
He turned the flame of the lantern down and unfolded a horse blanket, settled on a pile of hay for the night’s rest and stared into the darkness, waiting for his past to come back to haunt him. Just like it had every night since he had lost everything, ten years ago.
And just like every night for the past ten years, it came; always in the form of a long lost ship, and a choice he’d had no right to make. Always unforgiving.
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