Ashes upon the Tides

[StarGazzer 286]

"For those make a deal, must always be payin they price" 

 

 

This fabled mariner, once feared across the Seven Seas for his unholy pact with eldritch powers, now lay on the precipice of oblivion, the flames of his life flickering in their final dance.

Amidst the mournful creaks of a weather-beaten ship, this pirate warlock lay ensconced in the tattered remnants of his once-dreaded vessel, his weary form illuminated by the eerie glow of an enchanted lantern. His gnarled hand, once raised in conjuring curses upon hapless victims, now clung feebly to the relic that had sustained him through countless treacherous voyages.

Outside, the tempestuous sea raged, its wrath a reflection of the turmoil within the warlock's soul. The crashing waves whispered tales of his deeds - the plundered riches, the dark rituals, the accursed souls who had crossed his path. It was said that his very name struck terror into the hearts of sailors, but now, as the inevitable specter of death loomed, he found himself adrift on a sea of remorse and longing.

With his final breaths, the captain gazed out over the tempestuous expanse, his eyes alight with a mixture of resignation and wonder. The storm-tossed sea, an old friend and adversary, beckoned him one last time, a siren's call to the depths of eternity. And in that fleeting moment, as the boundary between life and the abyss blurred, he caught a glimpse of the horizon – a horizon that held the promise of a realm beyond, or perhaps, the dreaded gates of the Nine Hells, where a warlock's soul would find its ultimate reckoning.

[MisterBlitzkrieg 1357]

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