by R0nnie » Wed May 06, 2015 6:25 pm
The balloon did deflate, but a bit too early. So even though Ronnie evaded the midden's horror, another was to befall. For a while he was confused as to what that tingly sensation in his stomach could be...and why was he feeling weightless...excess of rum maybe? In a terrifying moment it all became clear, and he could sense the earth rushing towards him at a dreadful pace, enough to strike fear in the hearts of the fiercest pirates. Never did he imagine dying in this fashion. In a cannon fight yes, but no, not like this. Then came the earth shattering shudder, and the word seemed to come to a sudden, painful halt....and darkness descended upon Ronnie.
He woke up to the shrill call of John crows, hovering over him. Lady luck had once again put the odds in his favour, for he had crash landed in a swamp, and thus cheated death once again, getting away with a few broken bones and one broken dream....which only increased his urge to reclaim what had been taken away from him , by tenfold. He picked himself up, his jaw clenched shut in pain and determination, and made his way back to his safe house.
To be continued....