(I'm challenging myself for each chapter to write 2k-3k hhehhhe since for me that's a lot-)
(FOR CONTEXT FOR LATER IN THE STORY: The Taíno were a historic Indigenous peoples of the Caribbean, Yucajú was also the god of the sea, but instead of habiting the briny deep, the Taíno believed he lived in the sky, hidden among the stars he made so he could watch over them and In Taino culture, shamans were called juego, or bohio)
1699 FLASHBACK (Expect a lot of these.)
In the days of the calm sea, a memory was being awake itself in Hongjoong, a good memory, one of his tyrant of father, where he didn't look so harsh, the days of dancing on the deck with Hongjoong's mother, soft laughter, sweet low words whispered in a hushed way that was love.
Where his parents actually loved one another, but the night ended, but Hongjoong's young mind was full tricks and scheme, a nightmare, a nightmare of the sea, Hongjoong's has always been scared of magnificent beauty that was the sea, those dark or light blue shades turns into blackness or redness in his dreams, struggling to breath, jolted wake.
Tears fell, the coldness of the sea of his dreams still imprinting on his skin.
He still feel the ocean currents pulling at his body, the water filling his mouth, screaming, but silent.
His father jolted into his quarters after the crewmates heard crying, and didn't want to disturb the captain's toddler son.
"Hongjoong what's yer wrong, boy?"
Hongjoong was on his bed, curled into a ball, he was so scared, he truly thought he drowned, his biggest fear.
"Sea Sick? she has way of doing that, but the beauty the sea is."
"Im not sick- i had a n-nightmare papa"
"A nightmare? oh blimey, you dreaming of the yer sea lady again?"
The sea lady, a feminine person that seems to haunt Hongjoong's mind, ever since he could remember till now, the lady with pale blue eyes, or if she was angry, would turn dark blue, just like blue when the sea was raging, unforgiving, salty and cruel.
The lady would appear randomly, right he felt constricted, controlled by the thing he feared the ocean, the way it twist and turn, one moment calm and beautiful, then the next violent and harsh.
The lady would be so beautiful, appealing, alluring, it would save him from the sea, a white smile, as Hongjoong swimmed towards, begging.
But then she twisted and turn, Hongjoong's eyes widened in fear, as she turned into a creature of the ocean, a tail, sharp tongue, pointy teeth how could something so alluring be so destructful, hasted at Hongjoong pulling him down and further till his mind woke him up, breathing heavy, petrified.
Hongjoong's father sighed, "Oh Hongjoong, when you get that mind of yours? me little lad"
He then patted Hongjoong's head, "Listen, let me give you something that me own father, gave me aye"
Hongjoong nodded, he was calming down, his father raffled around his large large, which had holes, filled with the mixture of brown and pink ruggy fabrics, old clothes, that had the scent of the sea, triumphantly, after a groan and sigh from the old man's throat
"Blessed it be, i still have the old gally."
He pulled his hand out, with a small wooden toy ship, carved, mixed in with fine details.
"Me father made me this when i was wee lad like yourself, son, i did to have nightmares, but o'father of mine said as long as i carried this, no harm would come to me, and i guess that old man was right, mighty be, look at me now! 'Captain Kim' the name all those scallywags fear, makes the korean imperials fear me, those damn royalists, but, my son, it is your turn to have her now, she always need a captain yer hear me? only give it when you have children."
Hongjoong nodded, as he took in the tiny wood ship into his hands, gently pressing into his palm.
"Do not let the sea scare you anymore she uses their fear against you, now you sleep.
Hongjoong gulped, holding the toy ship tighter. "Yes papa."
His father smiled, "Goodnight me son, and always remember dead men tell no tales."
BACK TO PRESENT
Dead men tell no tales, those words forever stuck in my mind, repeating, and now i see the look-like of the pale blue eyes staring right into my dark brown eyes, waves of emotions filled my mind, those blue eyes that pierced into my mind at night, the ones that hurt me
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【A Composer's Heart || Seongjoong】
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