Jack’s voice is like the sea. She calls to him like a
siren call and he is hard-pressed to deny Her.

The ebb and flow of his words weave a net of magic
around him and he feels his blood stir. 

The sea calls to him through Jack’s voice and he’s no
longer sure that he can resist Her. 

The urge is rising in him, stronger and stronger
everyday, and soon nothing and no one will be able to
stop him from answering the call.

He wonders then, vaguely, whether he should have
considered more carefully before meeting with this
man, this pirate again. 

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There is an undercurrent that he does not quite
understand in his dark eyes and he is wary to not
stare into the fathomless depths too long. 

Instead he sits and listens to Jack talk of the joys
of riding out a fierce storm in nothing but a wooden
ship as the sea calls out to him to join them. 

Almost, he can forget that he had denied this part of
himself as he sips rum and listens to the sea speak
through Jack. 

Absently, he wonders why it is that the sea only
speaks to him when Jack is around to voice Her call;
for the sea is normally a quiet creature with no time
to spare for a lowly apprentice blacksmith. 

Tonight though, She whispers and beckons with a sultry
and seductive voice, wooing him to Her with Jack’s
words. 

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Dawn is coming and soon it will be time for Jack to
disappear, returning to the sea and Her siren call. 

He will stay and watch as they leave him behind as
always, unable to answer their call. 

He wonders when they will tire of his hesitance and no
longer return to him. 

As he watches the captain leave, he hears the mournful
sound of the sea beckoning him one last time and he
stands…and wavers once again. 

Finally, he goes after them. But this time, when they
stop, he ignores the sea and focuses on the man. 

He begs with his eyes and his body for Jack to call to
him, for he will not leave if only one of them calls
for him. 

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As he stands beside the captain at the wheel of the
ship and watches the port fade into the distance, he
listens once again to the sound of the sea as She
tells him of Her love for him, but this time he hears
more than just Her voice for Jack’s voice is there
too, telling him of his need and his desire and his
pleasure.

He has no regrets for both of his lovers have finally
come for him and called him home. And, as he stares
out into the horizon he cannot help but wonder what
new and wondrous things his lovers will voice for him
tonight. 

Fin.