One of the things that we want to do here at Flying Island Press is provide writers with the tools they need to write. We have a lot of services, so new some old, but one the things that the Pirates do is put out writing prompts. They are supposed to be daily but they come out two or three times a week at least.
Seeing that it is International talk like a pirate day, how could the pirates pass up such an opportunity.
This is going to be one of my opened ended situations again, with a little twist.
Josh watched as the speck that he had been watching became a ship. There was something odd about it that didn’t quite register with him until it got closer. It was a danger to them of course, any time you saw as ship on the open seas it was a danger. Even a ship that might be sailing under the same flag, you could never tell when something might have gone wrong and what used to be a friendly ship was in desperate enough trouble that they could have gone rouge. This was not the case this time, their sails were black, a definite sign they were pirates. What caught his eye was that the sails seem to be raked back too far, and they seemed to billowing up as much as they were forward. Then what had been burning in the back of his brain hit him like a ton of bricks. They were not sailing in the water. The Ship was about fifteen feet off the water and they were moving very fast.
“Captain!” he shouted down to deck below, “We have a problem.”