Three years have passed since the mutiny, and Jack still can't quite
believe it.
Captain Jack Sparrow and the Black Pearl. The pirate and
the dark lady. Captain Sparrow's Pearl. Ol' Jack and his
barnacled sweetheart. Jack. Pearl. Inseparable. A ship
needs a captain, and what is a captain without a ship? Unthinkable
that there could be such a severing.
He still forgets, sometimes, when he wakes in the mornings on
this ship. (The name isn't important; she's just ship, she's not
his ship.) He chose her because she moves like the lost one. When
he wakes he is deceived into thinking that he is back on the Pearl
before the mutiny, there's still time to prevent it, he doesn't
have to lose her after all, or even that it is the first morning
aboard her and he has the chance to to choose better men for his
crew.
Then he'll realise he's surrounded by pale wood not dark and
remember that she is three years gone. Three years; isn't that
a long enough exile?
He would not have thought that one could survive without the
other. He still lives, which only makes him worry more for her.
Timbers and canvas are as mortal in their way as flesh and bone
... and even if she has evaded fire and rocks, after years captained
by Barbossa, when Jack gets her back (he will, he will), she won't
be the same ship.
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