Day before last we made port in the Grenadines, of all places. The crew and me probably raided half the ships in that harbor. It was a […]
By some twisted stroke of fortune, I’ve been plucked from the clutches of death by none other than a merchant whaling ship. It’s a strange thing, being […]
There hasn’t been so much as a whisper of wind for days. This cursed raft, made of what little dunnage I could salvage, drifts aimlessly across the […]
Tonight, as the sun set, the hideout was filled with one last gleam of light before the darkness covered the isle. I slowly climbed outside, the gentle […]