Golden sunlight dapples on turquoise sea, its calm a sharp contrast to the tension unfolding.
The dark-haired captain stands poised, cutlass in hand, prepared to defend what he has rightfully taken.
The intruders search the vessel carefully, for they know he is here. They’ve come as much for this man as for any gold or jewels.
He sees his chance, lunges at the marauders, and the battle begins. Steel clashing against steel...
I lean back in my seat, take a sip of soda, and sigh. "Johnny is so cute..." I whisper dreamily.