chibirini1

       He smiled, a small smile that I could have recognized anywhere.       "Kasha umi  te?" He asked. My mind, which was already such a blur, was initially confused by these words. I knew the feeling, the familiar sound, but couldn't place it. Then I suddenly understood.       Remember me? He had asked, in a language only me and he knew, since our simultaneous birth. I opened my mouth automatically, thoughts still swimming.       "De tremi se sa." I replied. Of course I do.       He smiled a bit wider.       "Len?" I whispered as if I didn't know.       But I did. He was exactly the same, yet different, like each wave in the oce