Post by FREYA SAGA FROST on Sept 9, 2010 17:37:24 GMT -5
One, two, three steps to the north. The girl counted and looked down at the map again. And three steps to the south. She looked at the sun and took three big steps from the small palm tree towards the midday sun. She had no interest in the stored rum at the island, nor the fact that it was the exact same island Jack Sparrow escaped from. Right now she was just thinking about the treasure which should be buried underneath her. “alright men!” She yelled at the crew who each single one of them were looking at her. “Let’s dig!” The girl was sure. The cross on the man showed that the treasure should be hidden right underneath her – perhaps it was a small chest, but at least it had some value and some jewellery.
The crew was digging quickly until Väinö suddenly hit something that sounded like a chest and Freya pushed him away and started digging on her own. After a few minutes where she brushed off the yellow sand of the surface of the brown chest, she finally opened it with a key one of her crew members had stolen from the man who had hidden this chest. It was a small one but the shining cold and the few diamond necklaces were enough to make the men cheer for their captain. “My dear men!" She yelled out as she put a pearl necklace around her neck and made it rest on her curvy chest. “We have found a treasure… it is a small one, but it will be one of many! Dig in!” Freya yelled and let the pirates take whatever they wanted from the chest – as long as she could keep the pearl necklace. Her foot was placed on the chest as her hand lightly rested on one of her daggers – this was a good day!
