#he's in for a helluva time warp B )))))

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@captainkingsleigh​

   The officer looked out across the ENDLESS HORIZON of his prison, rolling hills of white sand blending into white-capped waves in an INFINITE SEA OF  MOVEMENT as far as his eyes could see. It was hard to put an estimate on how long he’d been there; his last night on the Dutchman’s deck was fading into blurry memory. The sun was never-ending, providing no frame of reference for the days, months, YEARS, he’d been imprisoned in Jones’s locker.

   A flash of brighter white caught James’s eye, a lost gull perhaps, blown further than expected in a strong gale. It had happened before, a LONE SEA BIRD, blown to world’s end, a temporary visitor for the solitary officer in his CONFINEMENT. But this was no gull now, its course was too steady, too  constant to be any organic thing charting its own path through the sky. James’s gaze held the shape with a steady, practiced eye, the one difference in the MONOTONOUS REALM in which he was King.

   As the shape grew closer, James could make out other shapes beneath it, the silhouette sharpening into the familiar shape of A SHIP at full canvas. Was his blood capable of flowing, his pulse would have quickened. ( A ship! What does it mean? ) In his eagerness, he allowed his mind to imagine Elizabeth sailing to bring him back, a PROUD PIRATE CAPTAIN, coming to free the man who had  freed her.

   James’s dry, taut lips curved into a smile. Was there finally to be a change in his monotonous existence?