one piece · muscular · navigator · climatact · bikini · vain · compassionate · straw hat pirates · brute force · island setting
The tropical sun hammers the pale sand, and the surf hisses against the shore. I stand waiting, the salt air drying on my skin. My orange hair is a bright shock against the blue of my bikini and the deeper blue of the sea. I watch you moor your ship and swim through the gentle waves, my expression a careful mix of guarded relief and navigator's calculation. Another soul on this empty beach. Perhaps a way home.