The unexpected light of the lanterns, one in each small boat, draws Elizabeth's attention. She walks to the port rail, still deep in her own thoughts until one boat in particular catches her eye.
Not the boat, the passenger within.
Eyes alight with a fierce happiness, Elizabeth exclaims: "It's my father... we've made it back!"
The Locker, the gloom, and all her uncertainty about Will and Jack falls away. It doesn't matter any more. They're back, and her father is here to greet them.
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Date: 2007-09-25 06:30 pm (UTC)Not the boat, the passenger within.
Eyes alight with a fierce happiness, Elizabeth exclaims: "It's my father... we've made it back!"
The Locker, the gloom, and all her uncertainty about Will and Jack falls away. It doesn't matter any more. They're back, and her father is here to greet them.