Number of years back, before you crewed up with us, Flint had us hunting a merchant ship, the Maria Aleyne. Sephardic trade… gold, pearls, jewels. “More than we’d ever know what to do with,” he said. But that’s Flint’s gift, isn’t it? Always knows just what to say to push us harder, further, make us all pull together for the cause. We tracked that bitch for months without refitting or careening, till finally we spotted her. We lost good men taking her for a haul nowhere near what Flint had promised. While I was exploring the hold, I chanced upon a cabin and that’s when I heard it. ‘Twas a man and a woman begging for their lives. “Spare us, and our fortune’s yours.” For a moment, I thought all our shares were gonna be worth a whole lot more. But that’s when the screams began. And when I watched the murderer leave, I saw him plain.
Tag: black sails
— mary oliver, “the moths”
Captain Flint. Colors.
I did not kill Captain Flint. I unmade him.
OP yags:
#everything about this breaks me#flint just freezing when he sees thomas#his arms falling to his side and slowly gently walking towards him as if scared he’d vanish any second#thomas’ look of utter incredulity before he jolts and realizes that it really is james#that huge smile when he lunges himself into james’ arms and yeah there’s no sound but i think there’s a laugh bubbling out of him#that hug going on for AGES#seriously you don’t realize how long it is until to try and screencap it and it’s SO FREAKING LONG!#flint just clinging on for dear life an burrying his face againt thomas as they sway softly :’))))))#but also:#silver recounting how he saw a side of flint he’d never seen before#a side he hadn’t known and more importantly a side he’d never expected to see#as much as he’s gotten to know flint he apparently never been able to fully imagine the depth of emotions flint felt towards thomas#or the kind of person flint was capable of being#and i do wonder how that made him feel how that changed his perception of flint and their relationship#if he regrets just a tiny tiny bit never really getting to know THAT side of flint
Black Sails: XXXVIII
dir. Jonathan E. Steinberg
I am so sorry for working so hard to protect the wrong things. For failing to see that there is nothing important that does not include you.
in the end;
Two questions are of paramount importance
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who was my opponent yesterday, and who is he today?