The long story behind ~ A tale of a Pirate's unorthodoxy.

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This excerpt marks the beginning of a letter from the late "Jaques de Conte" to his family back in Dijon, France.  Shortly before his death.

Oh, but have oceans of time passed since those early days of peril.  And now nearly all that remains of the memories are the old, shrunken scars I carry with me to this day.  Once in a while…  perhaps as long as a generation, an old acquaintance will cross paths with me & open the doorway to that long lost recollection I’ve journeyed so far to forget.  But I am old now, much the wiser, and no longer of a mind to follow the whims of youth’s dreams.  I was lucky to have survived them then as it was.  Such an irony that the joyous days of yesteryear leave no mark or evidence of their passing.  But the dark days, they leave so deep an aching wound that they forever become a part of you.  An ever present reminder of where, what & who you shouldn’t have been.  So here we are, at the last long voyage of life, and no better time to tell the tales of those younger days.  For the better, for worse, and for the sheer legend of it, while I still have my wits about me.  May the gods forgive me & the lady of the sea forget me not.


Soon you'll have the full account of his majesty, Lord Jacques de Conde's adventures with the nefarious outlaw nobleman "le Marquis de Ceas'd".  Then perhaps you'll comprehend the spirit that drives the Pearl Necklace onward.  Her crew can ever always be described with one word... Debaucherous!