Silver-haired captain.

In the middle of the night, the captain of the silver hair was standing on the shipboard, the white shirt was wet by the sea, the strange man was on board for a long time because of the storm, and her cold eyes were falling apart as she approached the other, and he helped her to prepare her windy collar, and her fingers were stuck on her shoulder, and the waves were shaking, and she fell into his arms, she breathed into her arms, and the light of the deck was blindly dark, and she looked up at him and pulled into his eyes, and he whispered to her about the treasure, and she didn't answer, but he grabbed his wrist, and the night was getting darker, the wind was getting closer, and the wind couldn't cover her heart, and she was suddenly far away, and the gun went through the sky.