InsaneJournal

In the few days since Elizabeth arrived on this island Paradise, she got herself settled in at the community center and the available dormitories. For now, at least. She wasn't certain how long she'd remain there. Some of the features and accommodations were foreign to her, futuristic, even. And she'd spent so much time in the past years on the sea that she didn't know if she'd like to remain on dry land like this. James had mentioned living on a boat, and she liked that idea. She was even tempted to seek him out to help, perhaps live with him. Yet their relationship was strained. She thought about all of the choices she'd made since he'd asked for her hand in marriage; how different her life would be if she had accepted. Or perhaps if she hadn't come into contact with Jack. Was Jack the catalyst for everything in her life lately? She knew he was one of the catalysts that caused her to decide to come here at Arva's invitation.

She walked barefoot along the beach, near the water's edge, and stopped for a moment as the sea water lapped against her ankles. She spotted a piece of sea glass, glimmering in the bright sunlight, and bent to pick it up. She wiped away the sand and held it up to look through. Little baubles like this used to fascinate her. She would walk along the beach at Port Royal and collect them. Nothing like the pirate's gold she took from Will on the crossing, and certainly nothing like the actual pirate's treasure she'd seen much more often later on. But here, she could go on collecting the shells and glass the sea dredged up. She slipped the piece into her pocket and took another step toward the water.