THIRD INSTALLMENT OF THE MARMORIS SERIES
"Jack," said an angelic voice. From behind Barbossa, Cata revealed herself. "We're here. We're real."
He was going to say something but found he couldn't speak. In all of his hallucinations, Catalina never on...
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The tropics of southeast Asia had slowly morphed into glaciersand icebergs. Catalina was beyond freezing. She had never left the Caribbean, much less a warm climate before. The poor woman barely moved from her spot, opting to watch the landscape pass by or the crew hard at work. It had started to snow but she ignored it, it was just another thing that reminded her that they were very far from familiar territory.
A few feet from her, Will stood from his spot and handed the chart over to Barbossa. "Dobyiu cafe to interpret, Captain?"
"Ever gazed up in the green flash, Master Gibbs?"
"I've reckoned I saw my fair share. Happens on rare occasions. At the last glimpse of sunset, a green flash shoots up into the sky. Some go their whole lives without ever seeing it. Some claim to have seen it who ain't. And some say-"
"It signals when a soul comes back to this world from the dead," Pintel interrupted, enthusiastically. "Sorry."
"Trust me, young Master Turner," he handed the charts back. "It's not getting to the land of the dead that's the problem. It's getting back." he then steered them through a cavern of ice and encased them in darkness.
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Clara sat ridged in the long boat, taking in the carnage that Davy Jones ensued. The whole fleet from the King's Navy had been ripped to pieces by one man; nothing remained. The beautiful turquoise of the sea was now grey from the ash and debris. A comforting hand came to rest on her knee and she looked at her husband, appreciative to have him.
She did not know how she managed to sway both James and Beckett. But now she was on her way to Jones' ship, a place she should not and did not want to be at.
Soon, they came upon the vessel and boarded it but not without hearing the faint sound of a haunting melody being played on a pipe organ. Led by James and herself, the soldiers surrounded Jones' crew, muskets loaded and aiming into the centre of the ship.
Jones marched up to James and Clara took a step back. She never saw the man before, but she wasn't sure if she could call him that. His crew didn't look any better.
"Go. All of you. And take that infernal thing with you," Jones ordered, pointing to the chest. "I will not have it on my ship!"
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, because I will," said Beckett, making a dramatic entrance as usual. "Because it seems to be the only way to ensure that this ship does as directed by the company."
