There is a house at the edge of the inlet -- a house on poles; the type you would see in the bayou, set on stilts to weather wind and water, or the vagaries of both when they are stirred to roiling and wrecking ( Read more... )

When Jones is at his organ, it shakes the ship. There is no place within the Dutchman's unholy belly that you cannot feel it wail, even if you cannot hear it ( Read more... )

Davy Jones has few joys in life -- but tell true, dragging down Jack Sparrow to his bone-dry Locker? That's had a smile on his rubbery lips since they returned to the world of the living. It does not matter, that rendezvous with that businessman (For Lord Cutler Beckett was no sailor, East India Trading company or no) was forgotten and now ( Read more... )