Love Journal - As Told By An Emotionally Constipated Half-Genius

Chapter 33 - A Storm Called Papa

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Ahoy Matey!

Your captain is back with grander stories than before. Being in a new place warrants me a raving eye, your stories will be rarer than treasure maps and pearls if I didn't stumble upon this oasis for the mind.

Long story short, we had a change of wind and while I'm out of the cuffs, I'm not on my ship. True, me is a stowaway for now. Humble as a mouse and silent as a shadow. However, from my secret spot, me spies juicy tales from everywhere. Walls don't always have ears but the one I'm hiding behind certainly does.

I will start with the Madam of the ship. She injects fear into the blood of men the same as how we gut a fish - effortlessly. The Madam jokes around but nobody laughs at the shanty. They know to move their hands more than their mouths. The cats don't have eyes and bloodied backs are normal sights. The ship doc is amazing, doesn't even care unless the wound starts to fester. Hardy bunch they all are.

Today we talk about this Madam. As harsh as she may seem, I know that old lass is still a lady at heart. The world of seafarers can be a cruel one. Not many can leave the storms behind even after they stopped adventuring.

The Madam is good at swashbuckling and I can tell ya, she is even better at firing shots. While it may seem like she is violent, it is not her skill on the deck that impresses me. Rather, I am talking about the shooting and sparring unseen by the common eye. The Madam is an expert in parrying words and shutting down logic but it isn't her beauty that does it. God forbid she knows what methinks, I'm just an honest thief making an observation.

One good example of the Madam's talent is when she told the scrubs to recruit a weapon repairman and they came back with a fool with the personality of an airbag. The Madam not only marooned the two scrubs, but she also talked the airbag into walking the plank herself. Of course, this is merely a more violent example. In reality, she simply got the poor chap to turn in his resignation letter with a mere look.

If I hadn't seen the double side to this lady, I would have never believed that such a warm person had such a frosty side either. The same lady who fed me hot cocoa and hugged me when I cried could also ruin someone else's life within a minute. Perhaps this is what it means to be human. What do you think?

Personally, I think that I like her very much. Maybe she's a witch to the ones who were marooned and talked into walking the plank but for me, she's my one and only heroine. There is nobody in this world who could replace her. With that, please look forward to my future posts. I will be including more entries about this lady's crew. Every single one of them deserves a dedicated post.

Till then and fair winds,

Pirate S.

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