"Aye, seems like this was written," and he flips the pages back until he finds the very beginning and says, "in 1724, apparently. Three years after my time, then." Which doesn't entirely bode well for Edward's prospects, if he didn't even make it into this book.

"They're still not so strict on the difference today either," Edward says. "I read a few other books, did you know they've been calling our time the Golden Age of Piracy? As though we were swimming in gold on Nassau." It didn't look so golden from the inside. Mostly, it just looked like sickness out on the streets, gaunt faces on the ship, dead pirates swinging from gibbets when they sailed into unfriendly ports.