A Final Peace (Drabble Project, Day 313)
Nov. 9th, 2012 09:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
were_lemurWARNING: (CANONICAL) Character Death
James Norrington's last few moments.
James Norrington stared down at the wooden spar protruding from his torso, wondering blearily where it had come from. He felt his knees buckle, and slid to the deck of the Dutchman.
He stared up at Davy Jones. The monster was speaking, but he seemed like he was already far away.
The pain was also far away, or maybe he was already far from his body; he knew he was dying. But that didn’t bother him; not with the memory of Elizabeth still warm on his lips.
He forced himself to focus on Jones, and a final act of defiance.
James Norrington's last few moments.
James Norrington stared down at the wooden spar protruding from his torso, wondering blearily where it had come from. He felt his knees buckle, and slid to the deck of the Dutchman.
He stared up at Davy Jones. The monster was speaking, but he seemed like he was already far away.
The pain was also far away, or maybe he was already far from his body; he knew he was dying. But that didn’t bother him; not with the memory of Elizabeth still warm on his lips.
He forced himself to focus on Jones, and a final act of defiance.
