chrlesvane:

black sails rewatch – XIX.

You think if you refrain from beating them, it’s any better? It isn’t the violence. It isn’t the labor or the hunger or the heat or the chains. You know what those men fear right now? It’s the unknown. Lash that comes from nowhere for reasons never explained. A visit from the taskmaster in the dead of night. But I remember that fear. Right now, I feel it returning. What we’re doing here, sitting on Spain’s gold on England’s island, demands a response. What that response will be, what form it will take, what face it will wear… by the time we do know it, there will be no time to prepare for the blow that follows.