The howling cold wave from North America descends from the far north, blowing across the vast six-thousand-mile North American plains, finally reaching the shores of the Gulf of Mexico, transforming into a slightly cool autumn breeze. Subsequently, the autumn breeze roars, and great waves surge. The northwesterly winds from the continent blow into the depths of the Caribbean Sea, transforming into a warm spring breeze.
The spring breeze weaves around the Bahamas Islands until it reaches a small, verdant island with expansive views, blowing towards a deep, wide natural harbor. And in another time and space, this island at the center of the Bahamas, this natural and excellent harbor, would become the most eternal landmark in the entire archipelago, the Holy Land of the Caribbean pirates - "Nassau"!
"Woosh... Woosh!..."
