Drabblish: Turn About

[honorat]

by Honorat
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don't own Elizabeth or the Monkey

Summary: For the "Jack the Monkey" Challenge at Black Pearl Sails.


When he’d first hung down from the companionway under which she was hiding, dangling that cursed medallion, shrieking in demented fury, his tiny, sharp fangs bared in threat, she’d screamed. In panic, she’d fled from that decaying horror, the grating creak of thin bones, the stench of rotting fragments of flesh. Death stalked her in miniature. Despair haunted her in rabid eyes.

But this time his shriek no longer moves her. What can this primal skeleton clinging to the rigging tell her about despair that she has not already absorbed into her soul? She has already stared into the face of death in the shadows beyond a fire. She has already laid her life down on the decks of the Dauntless.

Her widened eyes narrow. This time it will be the monkey’s turn to panic.

Comments

[thekestrel.livejournal.com]

Scary perfection - *sigh* once again. You keep writing things that I want to keep - yikes! Well, I hope you do it again. I like keeping and rereading your stuff.

[honorat.livejournal.com]

I'm flattered that you like to keep my scribbling. That monkey always makes me jump, no matter how often I see this movie. I'm glad you liked my description of Elizabeth's response to him. Thank you.

[hendercats.livejournal.com]

Oh, *very* nice monkey drabble; fits in perfectly with your longer novelization fics!

[honorat.livejournal.com]

That's one of my favourite Elizabeth scenes--when she ceases to scream ever again and she gives that monkey the "look". Thank you so much for commenting.