Bound by a curse, bound to a ship, bound to the boundless sea.
Bound for where mere mortals can not go. Bound to his destiny.
Bound up by duties of the day, he sensed but could not see
That night had fallen on his dreams, and all he’d hope to be.
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Another… bound to another world, who sails another sea.
He knows no
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What a wonderful use of the prompt. Really, really lovely.
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You know how I get when I think about the immortality-issue and how careful I try to be when it comes to the inevitale restrictions that comes from them, namely, not being able to die. That's why I love the feel of this one, how it's so vague you don't really know if we're talking about living or dying here. I like the many-faceted wording, gives me something to think about.
Love’s binding cloth has bound his heart but let his soul soar free.
That's so beautiful, and so true :)
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For Jack to choose to give up that immortality, to stay in the mortal world forever, is a profound sacrifice of love. And, if you wanted to take it in a more spiritual light, Jack had to die to self, in order to be born anew. A transition from selfish to selfless.
Somehow though, I can not see Jack being totally selfless for very long. But it is a step in a that direction. :)
Sorry for going all thinky on you...
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