Cerulean Cape but when a person is alone in the dark...

The stranger did not seem to appreciate his reaction to her. She bristled at him, snorted, and quickly turned away to leave him on the edge of the earth. The pale figure followed her with a careful gaze. His breathing came in ragged gasps, and his entire frame seemed to quiver against his own body’s attempt at survival. There was nothing inside of him that wished to stop the woman. He was not even certain that she really existed at all. All that he knew to be true was the figure of his sister. Everything else could have merely been an illusion cast on him by the leviathan. Everything except for Sandpiper.
 
Smokestep cracked his dark lips into a wide grin. His yellowed fangs glistened against the glint of the sun from overhead. A wheezing chuckle was emitted from the pits of hell and they were released through him. The haggard creature followed the stranger with his sights until she had disappeared further up the beach and far away from him. “Goodbye,” the pirate whispered softly. The mad smile that had adorned his lips faded quickly, his eyes were left with a soulless glint as he continued to wheeze into the saline air.