just-be-magnificent:

light of all lights – a fairy tale in five parts → by @ripplestitchskein

He blew a
stunned breath out of his mouth, scrubbed a hand across his face, and grinned
into his palm. His eyes were burning, and he choked, trying not to laugh. He
couldn’t contain it though, chuckling softly at first, than louder and louder,
filling the ghostly ship with mirth, tears streaking unchecked down his cheeks.

“You’ve
gone absolutely stark raving, mate,” he thought to himself, using the back of
his arm to wipe them away, still chuckling faintly. He pressed thumb and
pointer into his eyes to collect himself, biting his lip to calm down.

Ten years, he
thought. Over ten years. Beaten and mocked and harassed, maimed and
terrorized, and all it had taken, all he needed for him to finally be the
pirate they wanted, to take up his sword and ransack and pillage, was to fall
in love.

cs halloweek

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