It’s A Pirate’s Life For Me
Sep 4th, 2012 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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The boat listed back and forth in the gradual waves under a massive, cloudless sky. Drake, scratching at his stubbled face, stared across the empty horizon. As the sunlight refracted in time to the vessel’s movement, he could not spy even a mirage. The sea was parched of features, as it had been for countless weeks. Drake could not remember the last time they had encountered another ship, or his last sip of whiskey.
Drake sighed and went back to swabbing the deck. Life as a pirate was much less interesting than the stories had made it out to be.
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