Ami Landis

'Habits can be terrifying. I've thought about leaving my overprotective guardian, but I've never dared to take the first step.'

Though she appeared to work dutifully as a maid aboard the El Dorado, most described her as cold, incompetent, and emotionally absent.

In truth, she was the last surviving member of the Landis family—a lineage that had long since vanished beneath the waves. Captain Goldland had kept her aboard as a living symbol of that bloodline, a relic to be preserved. Because of this, her life had been like the sea's surface—calm in appearance, yet adrift in uncertainty.

She longed for freedom, but her homeland had already sunk into legend. Without roots, where could she return?

She wanted to belong here, yet this great ship was never her dream to begin with. And without knowing how to raise the sails, where could she hope to go?

The cage that confined her was never locked. But neither had she grown the wings to escape it.

In the drawing, Goldland is shown gripping the helm with exaggerated fierceness, claws bared like a monster, with childish handwriting beside it reading 'Captain Demon.'

She rarely speaks of it, but I can clearly see how Ami sees Goldland in her heart—a Captain, a 'demon,' and... a father.

With Goldland's silent approval, Ami is allowed access to most rooms aboard the El Dorado. Even so, she still longs for the day she can set foot on land.

Perhaps that's why she drew this image—a small bird in a cage. Now that the bird has been set free, will it miss the cage it once called home? I have no idea.

In the kitchen, the cooks are hard at work, drenched in sweat. Off to the side stands Ami, wearing an oversized chef's uniform, her eyes full of anticipation.

She must have wanted to learn how to cook that day. But in the corner of the drawing, a small note reads: 'I barely ate anything this time, but still got kicked out.'

In this drawing, the sailors are... flying a kite? No, upon closer inspection, they're scrambling to rescue someone. The 'kite' is Ami.

She must have been trying to learn how to raise the sails that day. But being so light, she was lifted off the deck and left dangling from the mast.

A small note beside it reads: 'Being a sailor really does offer great views.'