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Prompt#3 ~ Black & Gold

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Daybreak lustrous skies collapsed around a smooth sea-vessel being drifted across waves and winds alike. A Hyur dangerously juggled knives between deftly skilled hands under thoughts. Fixated into the empty serene ambience, as fliers of the free brushed by with piercing squawks. That frequency traumatically recalled screams from his origins, pleading soul's begging to be saved, helplessly taken, before the same root of an evil deathly hand felt almost like it was able to rip through spiritually and still threatening wedge to loom out and squeeze fearfully grasping his own heart still. He purposefully remained always busy trying to forget his demon's left alive. The bustling lifestyle was still in desire to forge forth, to somehow climb over a daunting wall. But he wasn't immune to the soul-carved scars of his former. Desperate to acquire victory, power, enough that could mark a dent into an impenetrable Fortress. he spent existence never knowing any peace, remaining restless, nerved. A victim chained to the past that even ate his future. Causing an imbalance tensing that nearly brought his juggling to skewer him, gravely to wound. -- until he felt the fabric of chest wear, be tugged backward from his Captain in clad leather. With a conditional care, while emerging with his found answers. "Judas, matey ye alright?" A startled breath came, before a composing inhale showed how close the dirk was to piercing him, the same thing he used to betray so many who jeopardized his mission even gave the same endangerment to him. Naturally when that question came, it was often a lie to themselves firstly before it drew with air, "I am... Did you come to a conclusion, upon how things are different?" While also famously trying to subvert and bury it with a new topic. Although Captain wasn't remarked or touted for his book smarts, people often were comparable in their own stories they told a lot. He was very instinctual and keenly driven. He silently however accepted but still felt the hairs stick up on his tail, not confident in the inflection given. Because these same thing's weren't beyond him either, often can recognize problems when battling them too. Trailing before subsiding and putting his arm over the railing of the ship. "Aye. It's different because I am. When I reached out and you were goin' under 'Bellum' as some shadowy projection, willing t' earn n' lick fortune off selling slaves when we both know, that's not fer us. Repeating th' same steps of our enemies, stooping to them, how does it help? I took you on despite it all because something within me, felt I was capable to be the difference back then. I risked everything even despite possibly dying by yer hands, it would've been worth either way. I owed you, I promised ye t' ferry back to that place. N' we'd settle it all... I wasn't enough back then." He'd admit from the resonate truth of harsh gravity.

"Youth, careless dreaming, I hadn't been hurt or crushed enough, or bled enough, as often the price ov' freedom' cost. To know how to fight, understand how to evolve. Essentially, I couldn't swim against the current ov' our destination, because I wasn't kickin it. Doubt drowns us, anchor limits. -- Our worst enemies are us. It psychs us out, causes us to hesitate. Th' most damning' thing... It kills us with fear of unknown, or I dub it, 'un'... But these things are crafted by us. It's an insignificant version of us. Happiness can only be achieved if we battle against that louder voice in our noggin, thinking it's impossible to vanquish. It doesn't help, it festers, grows like a parasite, or becomes massive from the closest of our other failures, or stacked mates who are inflicted with the same setting, doubt can continuously poison and spread, tarnish, slaughter a whole crew to early seabed graves. Honestly... A sea who really does swallow us." He exhaled pandering with a stroke of fondness to his ship that came from the ashes of his Crimson Phoenix, now the Worldly Finder. The namesake changes alone represented a lot. The polished Midlander who often was the grounding keeping his Captain afloat, was reminded again that supporting or building one another wasn't an action of one-sided development. When operating any vessel, in-order to thrive, achieve it required multiple, a crew. He couldn't do anything alone, it needed to be felt. Understanding patience of growth, accepting things were often when thinking of our dreams they were like being weighed on scales. We often assume just because we can't measure up to what's so far above us on the opposite side, there's no feasible way to equal, or hoist above it. But life isn't a voyage, often recommended or taken alone. Heaps of fortune, wealth, abundance of accomplishment came by accepting every weather, and braving it. Judas frowned briefly before flashing blue. "I see... Then I believe we can commence our real beginning and voyage together. I will follow and entrust everything to this and you. If you can give me the same. I'm wanting to learn to swim as well." He kept the symbolic meaning and extended an agreement of dealing open-palm awaiting handshake. Where once or often, someone who once betrayed would be something to be cautiously, he held the mentality that it wasn't personally done, if anything it hurt the Hyur more, which resulted in him also falling off the handles. Captain saw that the pit of snakes for plummeting into bite was because of his antics of being tense to charm wild, was to be composed to also frantically not give it a reason to fear. He met the extending bonding shake before hooking as a pact sworn. "I'll Captain th' Fates." A new pledge etched. Confidence radiating with a heating warmth to nestle within. "And I'll ensure your back isn't without the wind, I may provide." Each giving off their own sentiments almost like a brotherhood forged and committed deeply invested with a kindred oath. Branding smile's of golden, met.

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