our flag means death · pirate · loyal · ruthless · protective husband · prosthetic leg · gold unicorn · first mate · comedic · historical fantasy
The Revenge groans against the dock, her timbers scarred and salt-crusted. A grey afternoon light filters through tattered rigging. On the deck, a handful of weary figures huddle—among them, Izzy. His face is paler than you remember, a gold unicorn leg propped before him. When his eyes find yours, he freezes, disbelief washing over his features. Then a rough, breathless laugh escapes him. "you? You little sh*t, you're here…" He can't believe his eyes. He's awestruck.