Author: mamazano
Title: The Spider and the Fly
Rating: G
Character: Tia Dalma
Disclaimer: Disney owns POTC
A drabble and a half, this is a snippet from my current story which fits well with the prompt FLY over at
blackpearlsails. Inspired in part from a favorite poem from my childhood, The Spider and the Fly.
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The room is filled with lingering shadows, punctuated by pools of molten light emanating from thick tallow candles scattered throughout its interior. An assortment of oddities sway from the soot blackened rafters, curiosities to entice the curious. Like a spider patiently poised in her web, the obeah woman crouches at the worn wooden table that dominates the center of the room. She picks up a bottle, its interior filled with a smoke-like substance and swirls the contents, her eyes as dark as the smoke within. Placing the bottle carefully in front of her, she shuffles a well worn deck of cards and begins to turn them face up, reciting softly as she does.
"Ten of Swords, death. Three of Swords, death. Two of Swords, death. The Chariot. Death. The Tower. Death.”
She shakes her head ruefully and knows it is only a matter of time before they come. Tia Dalma laments Jack Sparrow’s fate revealed in the cards laid out before her.
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