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Son of the SeaSummary:
“We can strike a deal.” Dream offers. “You can spare the town.” It’s almost a plea, in the way he says it.
“I could.” The pirate says, Dream staring straight ahead with clenched fists. “I could leave the rest alive. I could go back on my ship, return to my captain, and leave you as you are.”
Wilbur leans closer to the ledge of the window, straining his ears to catch their voices, trying to see every single detail, since he might be the only one left in this building to witness it.
“But.” The Blood God stops in his pacing, a wide grin on his face. “You have something he wants.”
He then lifts his chin up, looking straight at Wilbur.
“Or someone.”
Wilbur freezes, the air in his lungs feeling stuck as he sees red.
(Or, Wilbur was stolen from his family as a baby to be used as a threat so that The Angel of Death, the world's most infamous pirate, could be kept at bay. But Phil's learnt how to gather together loyal crew, and now they've finally come to get back what belongs to him.)
This story may not have much to it yet, but in just five chapters it sent me spiraling. Really hoping this one is continued, and even if it isn't I hope it gains more traction because it is beyond deserved for the amazing writing, story, and premise.