my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
As Chrys examined the model that Amun had produced, he leaned forward. Looking between it and the mermaid, the potter's brow furrowed. "Really? Why would a bubble work and this wouldn't?" Shrugging, he shook his head. "Chalk it up to magic I guess." Snorting, he leaned back again.
His hands flew over the ropes as he tied the knots to secure the boat to the ship. Not looking up from his work, he sighed. "I can swim very well, actually. But the deeper under the water we go, the more pressure there will be. And unlike you, my body is not perfectly designed for the depths." Work done, he stripped off his shirt and his boots and rolled up his pants' legs. Emptying his belt pouch and his pockets, he slid his belongings into a waterproof container in the side of the boat.
Then he vaulted over the edge. Treading water, he inclined his head to her. "Lead the way."
His hands flew over the ropes as he tied the knots to secure the boat to the ship. Not looking up from his work, he sighed. "I can swim very well, actually. But the deeper under the water we go, the more pressure there will be. And unlike you, my body is not perfectly designed for the depths." Work done, he stripped off his shirt and his boots and rolled up his pants' legs. Emptying his belt pouch and his pockets, he slid his belongings into a waterproof container in the side of the boat.
Then he vaulted over the edge. Treading water, he inclined his head to her. "Lead the way."
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
