Pirate Hunter and the curse of the deadly jewel - By Edward
30 04 2007Pirate Hunter and the curse of the deadly jewel
Chapter 1: Mysterious happenings
It was all mist. Mist, mist, mist. A perfect day for robbing villages and coastal towns. The mist was as thick as dust. Mist was not a nice thing to be around in. Unpleasant, scary feelings that creep up your back-bones like a spider climbs up their web. A ship came out of the gloom. The dull brown bow emerged out of the fog. Mist parted so that grey sails came into sight. The fore mast was covered in dust and dirt making it look like it was so old. Then the main mast sailed into view, and on the top of it was… the Jolly Roger! The sails had grime and dirt on them as well. On the poop deck stood old man, his face looked withered with age. His hat, a dark brown lined with black cotton stolen from the heart of Jamaica filled with cob-webs and dirt. With a hook instead of a hand and a sword in his belt. This man was captain of the most feared ship in all the Caribbean, the ‘The Rapier’. A crew member of the ship walked out of the hold. ‘Cap’n’ he said in a gruff voice ‘where will ye be headin.’
‘Weel be headin’ for….’
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