The Mad Dog Of Rizzmazz.

The Mad Dog of Rizzmazz.

The Madonna of the Carnation

 A/N: I wrote this long ago for a writing competition, but never turned it in due to me feeling it wasn't good enough.

Anne Bonny had been far and wide in the small span of her life. She and her husband had been to places the rich dream of seeing. Constantly traveling had it’s ups and downs. The beauty of the new world in person could not be done justice in the papers and drawings sent to Ireland. The new world was one undiscovered by man for many years and held endless adventure.

    Anne had woken up to the sound of metal clattering to the floor. A cup had fallen from the table in her quarters. The ship was creaking and groaning with the harsh waves of the Atlantic. They were heading for North Carolina after raiding merchant ships from France and Spain. With all the commotion and excitement of their recent winnings, Anne put on socks not bothering to put on boots. 

She made her way down below deck. She arrived where they stored all goods and riches from their pickings and started to sift through them. There was the  usual gold, jewelry, fine china, fine wines and food. However as she kept looking through the loot, a large frame caught her eye. A painting? Why would her crew gather something that had no value or use to the likes of them? The back of the painting had very small writing on it. Leonardo da Vinci 1468; La Madonna del Garofano (The Madonna of the Carnation).

Confused, Anne turned the portrait around and looked at the painting. It was a woman sitting down ,holding a child who was trying to grasp at the flower the woman held in her hand. Looking at the painting for a solid minute, Anne shook away her haze and put the portrait back in it’s place. Goosebumps, covered her skin and a cool breeze filled the empty deck. She decided to go back to her quarters and went back to sleep. As she slept, her dreams were filled with a baby, except she, was the one holding it and the baby looked like a mixture of her and her husband. She laughed as the baby giggled, suckling it’s thumb.

Haytham's Journal Entry

A/N: This is just something I wrote to help me get this brain fog out of my head to finish the other WIPs I have sitting in Word. This is loosely based off the idea prompt list I posted a couple of days ago. Btw I'm am terrible with titles.

Love Letters to My beloved

Haytham x reader

April 1795

My Love,

I wish you could see me now, I wish you were here. Your flowers are in full bloom, the roses shine their red and pink hues. The apple tree as well is at full bloom as well as the tulips and marigolds . The sun as warm as the love you had very little time to show me. I made sure to put some of them at your grave. I miss you, the bed is too cold for me, the kitchen is too empty, the living room and your study is too quiet for my liking. I think back to the short time we spent together, one of my many regrets in this life. Not spending enough time with you and putting the order first strained us. We drifted apart and I found love with another. It wasn't until we were almost done with life that I found you again. Training Connor no less, finding out you had been raising him since his mother's death. In all reality, I was lost at the time. Realizing my whole life had been a lie, that the Order I followed was responsible for the many misfortunes in life. When you found me again, I had little care for myself and no care for any other. Then when everyone was slowing dying, you offered the suggestion to leave the order and disappear into the night. I took it, simply because I was too tired to fight back. That and I know, fighting you and Connor were things I simply did not have the strength to do. I know I didn't have enough time to show you how much I loved you, but I could not see you die by my hand, nor Connor for that manner. Then the 5 years we spent together were grand, but very short. The day you died, I cried until I had no tears left to cry. You promised me would not leave me again and you lied. You promised. You would scold me if you saw me now. I wanted more time with you, needed more time with you- I love you, you were too good for a man like me. Your outer beauty complimented your inner beauty. The tenderness you gave to me makes me miss you and yearn for you more each passing day I dream of you often, hoping I see you soon. Connor comes by when he can, he brings my granddaughters by and they get bigger and bigger. You would have love them. My heart will forever be yours, no matter what. My biggest hope is to be united with you in the afterlife and spend the eternity of time loving you the way you should've been loved from the start.

I hope to see you soon, my love

- Haytham

Wtf is going on here

Haruka is done