Reunion? [Mikoto and Marla]
In Japan, Mikoto had never had any connection to the sea, which was perhaps strange considering so much of the country was coastal. But it had never concerned him. He lived in-land, and his fights were within the country. He had never seen the ocean, let alone considered its vast depths, and he had no reason to. It was only when he left his family that he was forced to see just how far it reached. That was what he was considering as he looked out at it now. A way to put things in scale. He shut his eyes, sitting cross-legged on the rocky shore, and listened to the sounds of the waves.







