this twilight feels like an afterlife [calico jack]

The northern lands have some of the best, unobstructed views of the night sky and Calico Jack has been up at the Marble Wash, enjoying said sky. As the night moves steadily on, the teenager decides that he should begin heading down toward the south since the Armada wolves may not look too kindly on a pirate close to their lands. Lanky form slips through the tall red forest; the teenager’s body is all sharp angles and long legs but still, somehow, surprisingly nimble.

As he moves, the red giants of this land steadily block out the sky above, darkening the night even further while the mulch that makes up the forest floor, steals the sounds of his passing. It is late and Calico doesn’t expect any other soul to be out here at this time. So, he is greatly surprised when a soft sound reaches his ears. The boy stills as his icy blue eyes scan the area and he strains to find the gentle noise again, curious to figure out what exactly what he had heard.

The wind shifts slightly, bringing the faint sound to him once more and, when it starts to fade, his nose takes up the search. Calico Jack follows the invisible trail until an earthen-hued form comes into view. Pausing beside on of the giants, a safe distance off from the stranger, the boy suddenly feels very uncertain of himself. Clearing his throat to try and gain their attention, he then calls out softly, “Hello? Are you okay?” Icy blue eyes are bright with worry as he scans their form from where he is, noting the way they lean against a trunk.


"Calico Jack"