Drabble: 'He Who Hesitates' (Jack - PG)
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blackpearlsails...
~ He Who Hesitates ~
No! No no no no NO! Don't look! DON'T LOOK!
But the horrible sounds carried, as sound did over water, and he couldn't help it. He had to look.
The sight paired with those sounds brought his heart to his mouth and his escape to a sad halt. He sat there, bobbing in the chop, watching Davy Jones' pet have its way with the Pearl and with everyone on her.
He took out his compass. Just to reiterate. As though it would tell him anything different than it had for the last year. And the swift settling of the needle in precisely the wrong direction was still a blow.
A killing blow, his Survive-at-any-cost Brain sneered. Told you not to look. He who hesitates is...
"Lost."
He should have felt lost. But it was a funny thing: as he turned the boat and began to row again, stretching out, faster, faster, for the Pearl, for his crew, for his friends and... and everybody, it felt more like found.
"Bloody delusional," he remarked. But the old, half-mad smile curved his lips as he reached for the Pearl's ladder and he hauled himself aboard, one last time.
~.~
blackpearlsails...~ He Who Hesitates ~
No! No no no no NO! Don't look! DON'T LOOK!
But the horrible sounds carried, as sound did over water, and he couldn't help it. He had to look.
The sight paired with those sounds brought his heart to his mouth and his escape to a sad halt. He sat there, bobbing in the chop, watching Davy Jones' pet have its way with the Pearl and with everyone on her.
He took out his compass. Just to reiterate. As though it would tell him anything different than it had for the last year. And the swift settling of the needle in precisely the wrong direction was still a blow.
A killing blow, his Survive-at-any-cost Brain sneered. Told you not to look. He who hesitates is...
"Lost."
He should have felt lost. But it was a funny thing: as he turned the boat and began to row again, stretching out, faster, faster, for the Pearl, for his crew, for his friends and... and everybody, it felt more like found.
"Bloody delusional," he remarked. But the old, half-mad smile curved his lips as he reached for the Pearl's ladder and he hauled himself aboard, one last time.
~.~
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Date: 2010-03-28 02:38 pm (UTC)