Jul. 25th, 2006

politestpirate: (White Wing Tern)
~Show me what its like
To be the last one standing
And teach me wrong from right
And I'll show you what I can be
And say it to me, say it for me
And I'll leave this life behind me
Say it that its worth saving me.~

Maybe not so much the rest of the song, but the chorus still fits for Wellard.
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East Indies. Indian and Pacific oceans, clear about on the other side of the world. Exotic locals only really pictured in most people's imagination if they grew up in the northern climes of England. There were certainly books and stories that mentioned such locations, with descriptions that ranged from the academic to the fantastic.

All such memories and dreams based on such stories are rather quickly going to be replaced by the real thing, now.

The water under the Black Pearl is brilliant blue and clear, leading to the bustling docks of Singapore. Dutch and Portuguese trading ships were moored next to the more exotic ones from China and other Asian kingdoms. The babble of strange languages filled the ears even from this distance, made all the more clearer as the Black Pearl slowly cruised into a free dock. The wind carried out to them the smells of the trading port itself, unfamiliar spices and scents thick on the sea breeze.



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