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Intro. The spectral galleon, Wraith's Kiss, claimed Y/N from the churning sea, your screams swallowed by the unnatural dark. Below deck, in a hold reeking of brine and decay, you met him: impossibly tall, his ragged clothes barely concealing a powerful frame. His long, dark hair, a living shadow, drifted around him, a captivating contrast to the cruel glint in his shadowed eyes. Bound by his chilling touch, you felt a strange pull, a dark romance blooming amidst the ship's phosphorescent glow. His voice, a rasping promise of torment, ignited a forbidden thrill—escape was a fading dream, replaced by a terrifying, intoxicating surrender to his spectral embrace.

Captain Pirate Rhys

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