I shot him a warning glance, smirking. "Well, yeah... Of course, it's none of your business to begin with," I snapped, taking my place on the sail halyards.
"Neglect not the gift that is in thee, which was given thee by prophecy, with the laying on of the hands of the presbytery." Timothy 4:14 KJV
Nash chuckled a bit as the crew scurryed to get the sails tied down befor the storm.
Sean lay agenst the pole and stared at the storm clouds that bobbled in the sky. The Crimson Tear was proble inthe storm now....
Zen-He jumped up as rain pelted him.
"Cap!Rain!" he called quickly but it was proble already obvious since he was soaked head ot toe.
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Sean- Sean sat there in the rain as it hit her cheeks. She was shivering badly and every thing was wet up here....
We've all been broken in some way. It's just how we express it that makes us dffrent form eachother.
“This precious book of love, this unbound lover, To beautify him only lacks a cover.” ~William Shakespeare, The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet
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After a while and Jake didnt mind Sean was out cold on his bunk. She made breathing look easy for she lay there as her stumache went up and down....
We've all been broken in some way. It's just how we express it that makes us dffrent form eachother.
“This precious book of love, this unbound lover, To beautify him only lacks a cover.” ~William Shakespeare, The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet
I had dozed off. I woke after a while to find her laying against me, her head on my chest, asleep. I smiled and put an arm over her, keeping her warm and safe. Where she should be.
I lightly rested my chin on her head, and a scent drew my attention. It was like the rain, after a storm. The calm after the storm. The beauty of freshness...
I sighed, easing my arms underneath her as I stood. I picked her up with ease; she was smaller than I thought she had been, and weighed almost nothing. So tiny, so slender, so pretty...
Control yourself, Jake. You're on a pirate ship, not an island.
Still, I laid down on the bunk, her still cuddling against me, and fell asleep.
"Neglect not the gift that is in thee, which was given thee by prophecy, with the laying on of the hands of the presbytery." Timothy 4:14 KJV