Writing Prompt

**_-Inspired by Pirates of the Caribbean -_**__

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_Sand. Why sand? It could be anything else. It could be the grass, maybe dirt, ever mud, but sand? Ugh, it’s the opposite of the sea! And why is it everywhere? There’s nothing else but stupid desert._

Captain Edrick’s thoughts wizzed with simple whines and protests as he perched on the top of the ship’s mast, precariously dangling his legs from t...

Johnathan K

Pirate of the first age

Log 24

Storm. Boat with holes. Water flooding in. Have to get buckets. Sinking. Can’t breathe. And then… orange sand? My eyes open to a dim light. My head is pounding like a thunderstorm and my wrist is bent weirdly beneath me. Wood. Why am I on wood? Is this heaven? Did I die? My eyes slowly start to take in my surroundings. My ship. I’m on my ship! But… where...

sink

in the sand

disintegrate

like a pill

forgotten

at the bottom

sea

no longer

red

like rust

grainy

because it is tiny rocks

rain

waiting in the clouds

flood

now there's water

sea side

is still abandoned

water

tinted red

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idk i'm rly tired so i just threw this together 😅🥱...

The captain of her ship

The hot winds

Blow against her hull

In the hot of the day

It looked like smooth sailing

Until we reached the waves

The high rolling sand

Brings the ship up and down

They brave the storm

Time and time again

Yet the storms never stop

And neither does the ship

They roll over the golden seas

As they watch the dust blow by

They never stop sailing

Until the world caves in...

My name is Seraphine Wailark, first mate of the Imperator, and for the record, I never wanted to be here.

My crew and I are what we like to call “treasure hunters” and what other folk prefer to call “dirty, callous unethical pirates.” I don’t really see how us taking what is ours is unethical: Once it’s on a ship, it belongs to the sea, and what belongs to the sea belongs to those who have conque...

The treasure was ours.

Resting in the middle of the sea, exposed by the humming seals and resonating with the impossibly large emblem directly below us, exposing the grandiose entrance. The waves began to part, and our journey was finally about to be rewarded.

The map completely failed, however, to warn us about the treasure’s keeper.

A glowing humanoid figure bursts out from the waves, rumblin...

A desert sea

That’s where we were

The boat

On the sand

The wind

In the sails

The clouds were dark

The land was red

Our boat was stuck...

“Heh? Jack Sparrows ship,” Winter questions.

”Does this look like the black pearl to you,” Katherine asks, as her dragon screeches in agreement.

”Well I'm sorry! It's not everyday that your friend saves you from drowning. Oh and the fact, THAT YOUR DRAGON WAS HIT BY A FLYING SHIP,” Winter yells.

”Your welcome,” Katherine smiles.

— earlier —

”AHHHHHHH WHAT THE HECK,” Winter screams. One second...

As Thailakain came back up to the deck of the ship, he looked around at his surroundings and saw; land.

What happened, thought Thailakain.

As the other crew members came up from the ship’s hold, they were all surprised by the new view in front them. Soon chatter was spreading throughout the crew and some people were getting worked up about it and others were panicking. He saw the captain get on ...

Sand everywhere… this is the sea I love.

No cold water soaking you, or a cold breeze blowing in your face. Just smooth warm sand for the ship to slide through.

“Captain! We’ve spotted them!”

I turned around and walked up to my first mate Cairy, my buckled boots clicking with each step. She handed me the eye glass and I honed in on the trespassers, their ships flag the color of blood.

A growl ro...