Sea Creature Drabble, etc.
Oct. 5th, 2004 09:15 amIn a lighter vein, there's been a Sea Creatures drabble challenge at Black Pearl Sails this week. Everybody's been coming up with good ones--maybe I'll try to post some of them later, if they don't mind--but I was unable to think of one until about 5:00 A.M. this morning, when I was still half asleep. I didn't bother trying to cut it down to a hundred words this time, so it's more like a triple+ drabble...
Fortuitous Omen
There was a distant noise, an odd commotion that didn’t sound like the aftermath of a successful hanging. Pintel seemed uninterested, but Ragetti got himself up and went to the barred window. The view drew a strangled cry from his lips. “Look! Lookit this!”
“What’re you on about now?” Pintel groused. The idiot had been hooting about “the view” ever since they’d been stuck here. Bloody view sure wouldn’t matter after tomorrow, now, would it?
“The Pearl! She’s out there!”
“What!”
Pintel did get up then. The two of them gaped silently, until they suddenly spotted a tiny figure, swimming for all it was worth toward their erstwhile home.
“Sparrow?” Ragetti wondered aloud.
Pintel ground his teeth. “Bloody hell, he’s escaped!”
Unfair! his brain shrieked. A rope was cast, the figure was hauled aloft to land on the black deck, and then was surrounded by others for a brief time. Then, swiftly, the others dispersed, the sails were set, and the ship began to move out of the bay, unmolested by cannon fire.
Pintel swore a blue streak.
Ragetti, a half-smile on his face, gave a chuff of laughter, and when his companion paused for breath, said in a bemused tone, “There’s dolphins!”
Pintel froze. “What?” his voice a whisper now.
He stepped to the window again. The Pearl was farther away, but still could be seen clearly in the morning air, and the silvery creatures that leaped and frolicked in its wake could be seen, too.
Creatures neither of them had seen near the Pearl in ten years.
*
“Dolphins, Gibbs!” came a call from the ratlines.
Gibbs grinned, and went over to the rail, and laughed at them leaping, and at the one that popped its head from the water and squeaked a greeting. “Cheeky beggar!” he said, fondly. He turned to Jack. “Wondered where they’d all got to: haven’t seen a one since we boarded the Pearl!”
“That right?” Jack smiled, and turned his face to the sun.
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Date: 2004-10-05 03:20 pm (UTC)