Until what remains of any of it are stories bearing only a passing resemblance to the world the rest of us lived in. A world we survived. A world that is no more.
Tag: black sails
Holy water cannot help you now
Thousand armies couldn’t keep me out
I don’t want your money
I don’t want your crown
See I’ve come to burn your kingdom down
— love letters to a ghost, amrita c.
Three months. Feels like twice as long.
“We don’t have time for a debate, Mr. Logan. Now, I gave you an order.”
“And what happens when those orders get us killed?”
— sacrament, amrita c.
James’ Outfits
s4 flashback white shirt
James’ outfits
s4 flashback black shirt
I met a man in a tavern.
Quartermaster of a well-respected crew.
I persuaded him that I was someone worth listening to.
A crew followed shortly thereafter.
And how long after that was it that you decided to murder Alfred Hamilton?
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