Just One Day

Just One Day

Just One Day

By Irene Sharda

The small waves crawled, while other crashed onto the shores of the small island. Each one was bringing in the tales of the sea, while simultaneously pulling out the stories of the land bit by bit, in a never-ending cycle started by the moon long ago.

It was an ethereal, simple beauty that was unseen by those who'd forgotten to notice. However, even if they didn't see well enough to appreciate this amazing backdrop, no one could have not noticed, the amazing exquisiteness of the woman who stood in the center of this otherworldly setting.

Her long, light brown hair, streaked with tendrils of gold, shifted loosely and freely across her shoulders in the wind, matching her jewel-like hazel eyes. She was one of the true beauties of the world, but like the calm waves of the ocean, there was much more underneath the surface of this woman than what could be seen with the naked eye. Like many things that were the some of the loveliest in the world, they were also the most deadly...

This lady by the sea had once been a sheltered noblewoman, who longed for adventure and excitement, but never got anything beyond the provincial life of her home. Then one day she was literally swept away into the world of pirates and buccaneers, and her life was changed forever.

She had seen places her old friends in her old life could have only dreamed of. She had literally been to the end of the world and back again. She was now one of the most experienced swordswomen on earth, and had fought things both of this world and of the other. She knew how to sail a pirate ship like an expert, and she could give orders like any experienced corsair. She had somehow eventually become the pirate lord (or lady) of the South China Sea, and through an even stranger twist of fate, rose to become the Queen of the Pirates!

She had made allies, enemies, and friends, and some who were a mixture of the three. She had paid many costs to get to this point, had lost her home, some of her friends, and her father...the only family she'd ever had.

It was a hard life that had taught her many lessons, and even though in physical looks alone she had hardly changed...beneath the surface, she was a completely different woman than the aristocrat she had been.

But of all the things she had done, and all the people she had met, only one man had affected her to the point where he had touched all that was beneath the surface of her. He had reached her very soul where no other man could. He had been the one friend who had followed her from her small life of a British noble, to that of a feared Pirate Queen, without fear of the consequences or the danger. One who had stood by her side and had flew to her rescue, time and time again. It was true he had his faults, and like her, he had changed a lot from his past life, as he also became a pirate without peer.

They had both changed, inside and out as they went through adventure after adventure, after they had both met the dashing, but slightly off, Captain Jack Sparrow, who had gallivantingly led them into the new world of cutthroats and swashbucklers, of mythological creatures and sea goddesses. But with the changing of their natures, was also the changing of the feelings towards each other.

Even though she had been aware of his affection for her, when they had been but only childhood friends, after a time and the many hardships they had gone through, that light affection had grown astronomically to full-blown romance as only the high seas can bring to you. He had become her life and she had become his.

He had always chosen her every time, over himself and his wants and needs, even when he had to make the decision between his vow to his father, and his love for her.

She would do the same and give him whatever he asked for as a testament, to the love she felt towards this one man, this man who had went from friend, to ally, to partner, to lover, and finally…to something more.

Interestingly enough, they should have known that the sea would be their lives. It had been in his blood since the day of his birth, and after a time, she felt it course through her veins as well. They had met on a ship, fell in love on a ship, and as the fates seemingly decided-they had been married on a ship as well, during a torrential typhoon caused by an angry goddess, while fighting enemies galore and putting their own lives on the line to protect the pirates' way.

They made a vow to each other to keep and cherish this love, from that day to the end of time. This was the vow that was in her heart as she sat there on the island shore, watching the man who had become her husband, sail off into the sunset.

His image was engraved into her heart, and she would keep it there always. Even though he was leaving her, she did not feel anger or sadness...for she knew that they were sure to meet again at this very spot.