A barnacled hand reaches up and closes on a handful of Will's hair, jerking his head backward and then hurling him with bruising force into the wall of the cabin. The sword comes whistling down a bare instant later, forcing him to dodge out of the way.
There's nothing behind those eyes but the Dutchman.
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Date: 2007-09-27 03:02 pm (UTC)There's nothing behind those eyes but the Dutchman.
part of the crew!