Armando Salazar closed his eyes. His last thought was not of hatred, but of the sea as it should be—blue, vast, and indifferent.
“The compass,” Salazar whispered, pointing a decayed finger. “You gave away my compass. The one that points to what you want most. You set me free.” pirates of caribbean salazar
Jack, drenched and grinning with the madness of the desperate, tipped his tricorn hat. “Beggin’ your pardon, Capitán, but I’ve always fancied dying somewhere else.” Armando Salazar closed his eyes