Fortune // Edward Kenway x Reader by charredmountain, literature
Literature
Fortune // Edward Kenway x Reader
Bloody Hell.
She's not gonna make it.
He splutters at the sudden drench of salty mist, staggering backwards into a burly frame. Rain heavily pelts downwards towards the turmoil. Dense masses of clouds merge into a shield of darkness, blocking any beam of light from gracing the wretched sailors. Trails of serrated stripes scatter through the canvas of shadow, followed by the crackling of thunder piercing through the incessant hail of rain.
A strike to the mast sends it toppling down, narrowly missing the blonde as he collapses back. Flames slither upwards, travelling at rapid speed as if fueled by the rain. It sinks downwards onto deck, sna