Tortuga never changes ( Read more... )

It's been a few days -- they've blurred together so he couldn't say how many -- since his term in the brig ended and his punishment assignment of guard duty began. There's very little difference, truth be told; he's sitting alone and staring at the bars from the other side now, is all ( Read more... )

It's quiet down here. It's been quiet for a while now, since the cannons stopped.

Since the screaming stopped.

Bootstrap Bill Turner sits in the tangled seaweed that strews the sodden floor of the Dutchman's brig, knees drawn up (there isn't room to stretch out his legs), and watches a tiny crab make its way down the opposite wall.

( And he dreamed of a ship on the sea.... )

( It's a dark and storm-tossed sea.... )