The Atlantean Star was hauling through the unruly waves of the Atlantic Ocean. At the helm stood the Captain, a young man with the sea in his eyes and middle long, hair untamable like the waves. He overlooked his vessel, the sails hissed on every one of the three masts. The privateer was steering his ship in the direction of home, after he left the port of San Alderan, a little pirate settling on Cuba, some days ago.
His destination was London, to visit his mother, as well as his handlers and to pass the dreaded encounter with his father and uncle, who for that matter had taken residence above St. Peter's Cathedral, accessible through a secret, hidden door and stairway leading right up to Olympus.
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SirenSongSea
FanfictionStory Idea for Adoption 17th Century PJO AU Pirat/Privateer AU If someone wants to write this story, send me a message or write it in the comments. I would give the person (if wanted) some input and would (also if wanted) beta the story.
