Abigail nodded, shrinking inwardly as she was left to her own thoughts. Idly, she toyed with the pendant around her neck. It was an unremarkable necklace but, somehow it seemed significant to the pirate activities of today. It gave her comfort, that it was indeed so near to her at the moment. She gazed out of the window on this moonlit night, lost in thought of what was to come. 
[hr] 
The hammering of the forge didn't bring the respite to Will's thoughts as he had hoped it would. The young man wiped the sweat off of his brow, and continued with his work. The heat of the fire encompassing him like this pirate today had invaded his thoughts. He felt he couldn't get her off his mind, and the idea of it unnerved him. Why was he thinking this way? She was just a bloody pirate, and he was besotted with Elizabeth after all. He loved her...right? 
[hr] 
Deep within the night, the dark ship loomed over the calm sea like the spirit of death itself, gliding ever closer to Port Royale and its unsuspecting inhabitants. [@AngelBites15]