![]() ![]() If only he could move, he would keep boredom at bay. Not that he actually wanted pirates to attack their ship and massacre them. Nathaniel shook his head at his foolishness. People spoke as if the ocean teemed with the brigands, but the voyage had been mile after mile of… nothing. In England, he’d heard countless tales of villainous pirates and their dastardly deeds. Instead he was confined by an endless, restless sea taunting him with its wildness. What he wouldn’t give for the freedom to run across the fields of Hollington Estate, wind rushing in his ears over the steady thump of his heart, the world falling away in his wake. The windswept deck was damp beneath his bare feet, prompting thoughts of the dewy grass of home. If pirates were to be the bloody, savage end of Nathaniel Bainbridge, he wished they’d get on with it. Valor on the Move (Italian Translation). ![]()
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