I am weaseling my way through WriSoMiFu: rereading, revising, and editing
totally counts. So my accomplishments for week one are a barely-revised Talented Mr. Ripley
monologue, written sometime shortly after the film version; and the following, mostly written sometime after AWE and well before this month.
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
Word Count: 100
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Barbossa never pitied her, but oh, he understood. Ten years longing for an apple; how much worse for the ocean not to feel the turn of the tide? Well, he's paid his last debt to heathen gods, and food has its savor again. He's sailed to hell a third time and why, why would anyone trade the fear of death for safety and a mountain of gold? There's no freedom in a sure thing, and the only safety Barbossa wants is not to be the last.
It's why he leaves Jack on an
inhabited island this time.
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