1. My beautiful daughter is sleeping.
2. I can write because of #1.
3. I just finished watching Little Women (I know, I'm a nerd), and it made me remember a story I had an idea for.
It would be storming. The whole voyage had been unsettling, but it made sense for it to be storming tonight. This, the paramount of all that had gone wrong. The Captain would later say that he had let her on board because she was destitute and she had said she would be no trouble. He would explain that his heart broke at her story about a man who left her in St. Hollen penniless because she could not bear him a child. And how it made him all the more amazed when she started to show six months in. The truth of it though, was that she was beautiful, the kind of beautiful that The Captain found particularly fascinating, with long black hair, blue eyes, and long legs. The Captain would also throw in that he would never again disregard the council of his crew, because they had all told him at the start that having a woman on board was bad luck. In the end of his story though, he would finally tell a spot of truth, that he was angered at the fact that it was impossible to know whose the infant was, because he had not been the only one bewitched by her.
Thunder tried violently to drown out the exhausted moan of the woman on the table, but the sailors cared not for the storm. Each of them had enjoyed the woman, and now each of them waited to see if it would tell who the father was. Would it have red hair like Jimmy, or have black skin like Donba'. There was also Zunkar, who was half Elven, who would give the child a distinctive look. In most cases they would not know whose the baby was, but each certainly wished to pass blame if possible.
For surely, judgement would be passed on to whoever would allow themselves to be seduced by The Captain's woman. For, although The Captain never said so, the woman was his, and any man found touching her would certainly feel all the wrath The Captain could inflict. If there was any question as to what The Captain would do, one had only to remember Derek and Jeremy. Derek had already been seduced and upon finding her with Jeremy, proceeded to start a knife fight on the main deck. It's hard to remember now who won, but it is easy to remember that the dead one was tied to the mast to be pecked at by the seagulls and devoured by the flies, and the other was tied just below him, so that his blood would fall on his head, and the gulls would be drawn to him. No one wanted the child to have their features, and none of them could sleep until they knew for sure.
So, that's kind of the beginning of it. I'm not sure if I'll ever finish it, but I felt like writing it. Hope you liked it. I'm debating writing the whole story in short segments here on my blog... not sure yet. Let me know if it's something you'd be interested reading.
I almost forgot, have a nice day.