“Filthy rich king, I say,” said a pirate, after looting the treasure at a king’s burial. The pirate lord was happy to see that the captain’s map led to a shore of silver and gold.
“I hate to look you as a pris’ner, captain. The trasure is found. Name a reward..?”
“Give back my ship..”
“Why in the right mind hence I do that? It ain’t a worthy talk.”
Both of them know that these negotiations won’t bear anything,
After the pirate left,
“Suffer your senses to listen, Rosie. You’ll regret to miss it.” captain says to the queen.
For the first few days, it was said to be a rum celebration of victory. After a few nights have passed, the thoughts of men became alone. When the desire of more is possible, the stories kept rising.
One man said to be drowned in the sea, searching for his golden ring and the other claimed the man’s share of treasure…
One man almost filled his lungs with rum, was too excited to be alive and the other claimed…
The triumph of being an ‘other’ went on…
It went far to which the crew can no longer control the sail of the ship,
“The night killing us all. Your ship is c’rsed, captain.”
When the two lords are busy at plans,
The queen was left alone with the traitor. She didn’t give a proper look ever since the incident.
“You hear that captain made me do it, right?” said the traitor.
“Then why you hate me..”
“Over him. At least he has an honor for his ship.”
With captain’s help, boat stirred along the wind to find a dry land.
“The ghost crew is real.” she said, looking at their ship.
“Hear me… No matter how many good hearts you see, there are very less of them who can resist the lustrous desires.”
“Aye, captain.” said the queen.
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