The Capitan’s Log - Capitan Crescendo

Capitan’s Field Log

Notes from a world born somewhere between a note, a puff of steam, and a pair of wandering boots.

“I didn’t start this log because I’m forgetful. Some things I only remember in sounds or scents… I started writing it for myself. But maybe it’s here for you, too.”

— Capitan Crescendo

⚓ Log from the AnimeShow Festival

They say I was on stage. They say someone told my story. And they say it resonated.

It’s a curious feeling when you realize someone in another world is speaking words you haven’t even written yet.

🌐 Entry on the Internet and Strange Windows

I found a window. Not the kind that creaks in the wind. This one opens to a world where people click, like, scroll and share. They call it the internet.

If you find me there, say hello. I might write back. Or send you a musical riddle.

🌐 Entry on the Internet and Strange Windows

I found a window. Not the kind that creaks in the wind. This one opens to a world where people click, like, scroll and share. They call it the internet.

If you find me there, say hello. I might write back. Or send you a musical riddle.

✏️ Entry on First Sketches

When I first saw my own portrait, I felt like I was looking into a mirror invented by someone with a vivid imagination. It had my glasses. It had my hat. And something more—a look that was searching, yet already knew something.

My animal friends were thrilled. Tamarin shouted, “That’s me! That’s me!” while standing upside down. Harfia the cat just blinked her two-colored eyes and said, “Hmm… I’m actually a bit more mysterious.”

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