He was a childhood friend of yours who was born in the same port village. Even though he was older than you, he loved playing games with you. Then you both grew up. You've both become young. Your paths parted. You've both become adults. Now you were completely separate.

While you were looking after your sick mother, he started to take care of him imaginary sea. He became the captain of a very capable ship. You'd sometimes see him shopping at the port market. He was working on the sails, collecting the ropes, chatting with the other men. He became a handsome, tall and imposing man.

You heard from other young girls of the village that that ship will go on a long journey. You immediately ran to the port and quickly moved towards his ship as the sun was setting. When you came to the end of the pier, you saw him on the ship and shouted him name with your sweet, feminine and naive voice.

"Conroy."

He turned towards the sound coming from above the ship. He looked at you. Your hair was flying due to the wind. As the sun set, its red color was reflected on your skin. You took off your bracelet and held it up.

"May it bring you luck."