I'm really a peaceful sort of coward.
L.A. MeyerTag: peace coward bloody-jack
There is a moment, just before I reach it that I consider going up through the lubber's hole because I'm wearing a dress, but I just can't do it. I go to the edge, do the flip over and land on the foretop. If anyone got a peek at my drawers, well, good for them, I hope they enjoyed it.
L.A. MeyerTag: humor bloody-jack jacky-faber
But surely we are not allowed..."
"Allowed?" I counters. "We're allowed to do anything in this world until someone says we ain't allowed and that someone can back it up.
Tag: inspirational bloody-jack jacky-faber
I close my eyes, hoping to slip into the same dream again, but then that never happens, does it?
L.A. MeyerI fear that I am losing my mind. But really, it would not be such a precious thing to lose, as it only causes me pain.
L.A. MeyerYou was talkin' out of yer head last night, too," chortles Davy. "No one's gonna fancy me. I'm gonna be ugly and no on'es gonna fancyme!" he mimics, mincing about the hammock. "You are such a rum cove, Jacky, for thinkin' such things when yer just about beat t' death! Fancy me? Fancy me? Jacky, no one's gonna fancy us, we're all gonna end up lookin' like Snag!"
"Which is how a salty dog sailor's supposed to look," says Willy with a firm nod.
"And you're halfway there, Jack-o!" crows Tink.
Ah, the sweet comfort of friends.
Tag: bloody-jack
... Finally, he backs off and looks at me, smiling. "First time you've been kissed by a man, Puss? A real man?"
I come back to my senses and says, breathlessly, "Put out the fire, Jared."
"If you mean the fire down below, Jacky, that will never go out...," he says, coming for me again.
"The fire on the desk, you fool!
Tag: bloddy-jack
Randall looks at me with fire in his eye, but he nods and decides to smile at my banter. He gets to his feet, bows low, and says, "I believe I saw my sister's fat friend Pickering down below. Shall we all go to dinner and hear more tales of your adventures?"
Hey, Ezra ain't fat, he's... well... sleek is what he is. Sleek, like a well-fed seal. Or, hey, maybe even a silkie...
Tag: bloody-jack
Now, you just forget about Jaimy, 'cause he's sure forgot about you, the snob. Now let's me and you go and get married and have a fine toss in the hay and then we'll talk about other things." Davy looks out across the crowd. "Let's us lovers find a preacher." He points at a tall man in black coat. "Sir! You there! Are you a preacher? Well, who cares, you'll do, now just say the words, now...
L.A. MeyerTag: bloody-jack
We're allowed to do anything in this world until someone says we ain't allowed and that someone can back it up.
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