8 May (cont.)
I cannot give up. Even though we walk through the valley of death, I must trust in the little faith I have and press on. Blackbeard's treasure awaits, I am sure of it. Why else would this infernal island be so difficult to access? Why else should everyone who has visited shudder at the thought of guiding someone else there? Why would those who have merely glimpsed it feel so afraid of setting foot upon it? I must go on. Danger awaits, but so does the possibility of becoming a rich man. Returning to my old life as a captain of a ship, ferrying cargo and receiving a commission for the service, no longer appeals to me.
"It's kind of sad that his dreams ended up being unfulfilled," Yvonne sighed. "He had such big dreams, but he wound up here anyway."
"Oh well," I sighed. "It i
