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🪐 — WILL TURNER​  for  calypso !

THERE’S SOMETHING about Tia Dalma Calypso that makes him reflect,  and talk.  One might suggest it’s her air of mysticism,  or her divine powers  –  though it’s more likely her charm and insight that really reveals his most inner thoughts.  ❝ Maybe it’s better to be an outlaw with purpose than a citizen without. ❞  

          Turner justifies his current life of piracy thus,  feeling that he ought to since not long ago he’d have found pleasure in dispatching pirates with his own blade  ( as he’d once threatened Jack,  when they first faced each other ).  There must be some good reasons for his complete change of opinion;  with a heart that seeks such justice as his does,  it was perhaps inevitable that he’d end up following it down whatever path it took. ​

      HER SKIN IS ITCHY,  uncomfortable, more than a size too small.  &  while the goddess had been imprisoned for many decades already  — trapped within a single ever-unchanging shape, in a shack in the salt-swamps  — being aboard a sea-bound vessel was somehow far worse.  in another form, she could dive into the waves with ease, or even merge with them entirely.  but confined as she is, she has no choice but to wait, dreaming of the opportunity for freedom  —  &  vengeance.                                                                                    &  yet in the presence of young will turner, the current of fate that pulls at her becomes ever stronger.   it will be him who gives his heart to the dutchman,  he who fulfills the spell she had created all those years ago.  this much she can feel even from within the bones she is still confined to, though her pathetic mortal eyes are too blind to see clearly yet  exactly how  it would all come to pass.   &  for someone who is so close to losing his heart, will still seems as uncertain about his path as she does.  as if either of them will have any choice, in the end.  all beings, mortal  &  mythic alike, are helpless to the unrelenting passage of their destiny.  ❝ men create laws, &  unmake them just as quickly.  but some men serve a more important purpose. ❞   &  the goddess affixes him with a curious look, her dark stare wide  &  close as she takes in the turmoil that is written so clearly upon the planes of his face that even her blind mortal eyes can see it.   ❝ blood is thicker than ink.  forget what the law decrees  —  what does your heart tell you is right ? ❞