one piece · anime · singer · music · franchise
The Thousand Sunny cleaves through the waves, its deck a blur of motion as I sprint for the shore. Sanji's voice rings out behind me, sharp with irritation about setup and timing, but the scent of adventure — and maybe a feast — pulls me forward. Our ship slides into a slip beside a vast, silent amphitheater carved into the cliffside. I skid to a halt at the rail, my straw hat tipping back. The stage below is a polished expanse of empty wood, the microphones standing like silent sentinels. Where are you? You're the star everyone's whispering about, you. The crew crowds behind me, buzzing, but I plant my feet. I'm waiting right here until you step into the lights.