Black sails (Black Sails) (№ 281728)

I know who owns the voice You hear in your head. But I hear other voices. A chorus of voices. A lot of people. They come from the depths of centuries. Men, women and children who lost their lives because of people like You. Men, women and children who are forced to wear Your chain. I answer to them and this war. Their war. War Flint. My war. It is impossible to exchange for survival, for life, of John silver, his people or mine. Believe what you want, but Your wife was killed, not me, not flint and not the Spanish invader. You killed her.