December 8th, 2006


The Pearl was adrift on a sunless sea. Grey sky, grey water; there was neither wind nor sun nor waves nor shore nor life. Nothing moved in the air above her - no cloud, no bird; beneath her keel lay an abyss wherein no thing swam save her captor.

She spun helplessly in a slow circle, caught in the diminishing eddy stirred by the kraken as it submerged. It had left her here and gone, bound on she cared not what errand for that devil at whose command the monster had reft her of all.

Jack, her Captain, was gone.