Dead Men Tell No Tales: Alice's Story
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 57m
Ongoing, First published Jan 03, 2017
"We're the same, you and me." I cocked an eyebrow, "And 'ows that?" He chuckled, "The same thing, " He gently grabbed my right wrist and rolled up the sleeve, as he held it up to his own. There were identical 'P' brands there. His hand slid down my wrist until he had my hand in his. "Our stories are the same, we both are pirates that were never meant to be."
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