WILL
Sometimes, when Will closed his eyes, he could hear screaming. And the sound of swords clashing and blood splattering.
Water rising up toward his head, the fire spreading...
Elizabeth screaming and trying to get him out, then being pulled away by pirates.
The five lashes on his back.
The blood cascading down his spine.
The ropes he had to pull for what felt like almost eternity.
But some memories were good.
When Elizabeth first kissed him on the top of the ruins; where she pulled off his hat.
But other times, he wished that he was dead. Because the pain was still there, his back still sore and the scars still red.
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The Blacksmith's Swann Princess
FanficEver since he was a kid, Will Turner was never remembered. He was always 'who's that wonderful little boy that served tea at the governor's house?' or 'the blacksmith's apprentice'. All he wanted was to do something amazing and be remembered for onc...
