As the crew dragged aboard, Cillian saw the medallion around her neck. He knew what it was: the final piece of the debt. While the other pirates cheered for the end of the curse, Cillian felt a strange, cold dread. Would he even remember how to be human once the blood was paid? The Final Duel
the finest rum or the saltiest dried beef. He was eternal , yet felt more fragile than glass. The Midnight Raid Pirati_dei_Caraibi_1_-_La_maledizione_della_pri...
Cillian gasped. A sudden, sharp sting hit his lungs. The smell of the damp cave, the metallic scent of blood, and the warmth of his own sweat rushed back all at once. He looked down; his hands were flesh and blood. He was no longer a ghost in the moonlight, but a man who could finally die. A New Horizon As the crew dragged aboard, Cillian saw the
As the Black Pearl sailed into the dawn, no longer a ship of the damned, Cillian didn't join the cheers. He slipped into the water, swimming toward the shore of a nearby cay. The curse was broken, the debt was paid, and for the first time in a decade, he was looking forward to a meal he could actually taste. If you want to expand this tale, let me know: Should Cillian cross paths with again? Would he even remember how to be human