One moment, the bay is calm, the ships safely at port, sunshine and gentle breezes. Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair! The next, shadows and storm have overtaken the scene. The familiar buildings of the town are overtaken by waves, wrack and ruin. The three ships are tempest tossed, winds howling and rattling the windows of the office- Nothing beside remains. But inside is untouched except for the chill of the grave, seeping past his uniform coat into Norrington's bones.
"Sir, I exist."
"With respect, sir, did you think you could hold on to your happy and false memories, even here?"
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Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!
The next, shadows and storm have overtaken the scene. The familiar buildings of the town are overtaken by waves, wrack and ruin. The three ships are tempest tossed, winds howling and rattling the windows of the office-
Nothing beside remains.
But inside is untouched except for the chill of the grave, seeping past his uniform coat into Norrington's bones.
"Sir, I exist."
"With respect, sir, did you think you could hold on to your happy and false memories, even here?"