Disclaimer: I have no idea what I’m doing or where the plot (plot? what plot?) is going. I am literally making shit up as I go along.
Summary: James Norrington dies and gets better. Or more precisely his soul and consciousness get better via being tossed several years into the past. James has a long road ahead of him with many paths to choose. Can he write a better ending for his story? Or is he just going to fuck his life up again in new and varied ways?
Warnings: Major character death (but he gets better). Reckless child endangerment. Ridiculousness. Historical anachronisms for humourous effect. Possible OOCness. Profanity.
Many thanks to @hyperesthesias who patiently endured my mad ramblings regarding this nonsense.
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His chest hurts. Every breath is agony. He is cold and it is getting dark.
Is this is what dying feels like?
James can’t say he particularly cares for it.
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