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BPS Prompt~~Libation
Title: Vigil
Person: Pearlseed
Disclaimer: None some of mine a’tall
Rating: Easy on the goods
Pairing: Will and him ownself's thoughts
Count/Summary : One hundred, hope they all count for something.
Meanwhile, back at Tia Dalma's...one of the survivors of DMC tries to figure things out.
Will pegged his father's knife in the table again, struggling with his loss,
Jack dead as well as his promise to free his da. Though he sought every moment since the image burned into his brain, no explanation rose for Elisabeth kissing Jack Sparrow, pressing the body Will longed for and cherished against another man. His heart raged and wept.
"Against the cold and the sorrow," Tia Dalma offered a dark libation to the stunned survivors, tense silence mirrored by the mourners standing vigil nearby.
Will's life lay plundered, Jack gone, his father's emancipation impossible.
Elisabeth? Was she still his?
Title: Vigil
Person: Pearlseed
Disclaimer: None some of mine a’tall
Rating: Easy on the goods
Pairing: Will and him ownself's thoughts
Count/Summary : One hundred, hope they all count for something.
Meanwhile, back at Tia Dalma's...one of the survivors of DMC tries to figure things out.
Will pegged his father's knife in the table again, struggling with his loss,
Jack dead as well as his promise to free his da. Though he sought every moment since the image burned into his brain, no explanation rose for Elisabeth kissing Jack Sparrow, pressing the body Will longed for and cherished against another man. His heart raged and wept.
"Against the cold and the sorrow," Tia Dalma offered a dark libation to the stunned survivors, tense silence mirrored by the mourners standing vigil nearby.
Will's life lay plundered, Jack gone, his father's emancipation impossible.
Elisabeth? Was she still his?