Kidnapped

His body still trembled after that
much too close brush with death.
The moon’s bright corona afforded
enough light for him now to slowly
crawl out from the shadows.

He may never see the weeping willow
or the river he loved by his
small cottage again
but for now,
at least he was still alive.

After being dragged through the mud
beaten and covered in blood
this night would leave a stain
on his memory forever.

On his hands and knees
he broke more than one nail
on the unforgiving sharp edged stones
as he finally reached the tops of the bluffs
where, far below
the pirates vessels were
being made ready to set sail.

~*~

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This is fiction loosely based on two novels by Robert Louis Stevenson the author of Kidnapped and of course the very famous pirate tale Treasure Island

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