Asher the Insane

17 - Old Asher and The Sea

“Faye, do you want to know where we’re going?” I asked her, leisurely walking down a rough sandy road.

She didn’t answer.

“Umi, the sea,” I stopped and drew the Japanese symbols of the word into the ground with my finger, it consisted of boxes and slashes.

“You see?" I pointed it out to her, "you could also refer to it as Kaiyo, it’s written with the same symbol as Umi but with the Yo symbol, which I think means western.

But it’s not pronounced as Umi-yo, weird, isn’t it? If you would write Kai on its own it would mean 'times'."

The symbol for it looks like a square with a smaller square inside of it.

"I can’t make much sense of it anymore. My Japanese is a bit rusty cause I haven't really used it for around two decades, and to me, that's a really, really long time. At least half my life span, having in mind my previous life, then I am actually a thirty-six year old man.”

More silence from her.

“People love the sea. Everyone I knew did, I think everyone I currently know does an