sansdoute: (quicksilver sam)
there was no doubt in the journey ([personal profile] sansdoute) wrote in [community profile] westwhere 2022-06-08 02:22 am (UTC)

How will poems...

( But she is a woman, a beautiful woman, and he is a man at sea. And there are compromises, he is aware, that men in even greater stations than his own and possessed of finer wisdom, would make under such agreeable circumstances.

Without bidding, he holds out his bent arm, offering her an anchor so that they might together take a stroll across the wet, slippery deck. )


You shouldn't be concerned for me. Not for me. For... for the others, but not me. They won't kill me. They want me to know where they are.

( He's safe, he doesn't say, gaze white and wild and manic. Safe, as long as his ghosts require him. )

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