I froze at the Bonfire with a half-built sword and no ...
I stood on a sand-swept ridge while gunpowder and rain mixed ...
You stagger into camp, weapon nicked and stained from the last ...
Salt spray stole the words from my mouth as the Unsinkable ...
The storm came without warning and my crew blinked out of ...
I watched the map pin wobble like a rusted compass needle ...
I watched the waves blur as my ship cut across open ...
I stood on the deck as cannon smoke cleared and watched ...
I just dropped a rare herb because my pockets were full. ...
I dropped anchor with a knot in my throat and heard ...