Double Drabble - Name
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Name your terms, Mister Turner.
Elizabeth goes free!
Aye, we knew that one. Knew the lad’s devotion to the lass, to the point of foolishness it were. But didn’t he look the hero, standing there in all earnestness and naïve chivalry. There ain’t none of that among pirates, not them scabrous dogs at least.
Aye, we have the Code for sure, but that be more like guidelines than actual rules. No, the lad were ill prepared for the truths that be there that day. Ol’ Barbossa would stand by the bargain, once struck. To the letter he would.
Aye, but bargaining with the likes of a devil such as Barbossa took a cunning the boy had not yet learned. Perhaps some day he might, after all, pirate were in his blood. ‘ppeared at the time, that day might not come soon enough though, not with them wanting to spill that pirate blood of his to lift the curse.
Aye, that night in the Bride, when Jack spoke his name, that pretty much sealed his fate. A change in the wind, said I. Turned out t’ be an ill wind that bode no good t’all. A black day to be sure.
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