Time for another entry in Friday Fictioneers challenge, courtesy of Rochelle Wissof-Fields. If you want to give it a try, check the info on her blog. 100 words more or less, inspired by a photo, here we go….
Copyright – Sandra Crook
Kneeling in a pool of his own blood, Edward Teach looked up at the towering form of Lieutenant Maynard, shadowed by his men.
“I promised you no quarter and I expect none in return.”
“And I promised you none would be given, Mr.Teach. So, in the end, we finally agree on something.”
“Just remember, when the sands of time run out, we shall meet again.”
Robert Maynard cast one last glance at the bleeding pirate, feeling a slightest sense of intrigue at his refusal to succumb to the numerous wounds. Turning away, he gave a short command.
“I want his head on a bowsprit.”
For those of you thirsty for more information…
Edward Teach – Blackbeard