My eyes are closed.
No,
they're open.
But I can't see.
The piercing light is so bright.
I try to cover my eyes with the palms
of my hands.
But it's no use.
Cold water slaps against my cheek.
And for the first time, I see.
The noonday sun that refuses shade.
And the midday sea that gives it all away.
There's a welcome and a warning.
Now we stand in front of the most fantastic
island in the world.
You can take anything you want,
but nothing
is free.
The most precious things might be the things
you have to give away.
In order to get the treasure,
we've either
got to get through a brooding monster or a swirling tornado.
Whatever we choose,
we've got to run.
What do you think?
you