my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Letting the pebble bounce off his chest, Amun snorted. Before he could do or say anything in response to Maea's comments or actions, the mist and the laughter sprang up again. Groaning, he glared at it as Zhanshi surfaced and bit at the fog. "Not this shit again." The potter shook his head and pressed his lips together.
Returning his gaze to her, he gave her a lopsided smile. "You don't need to apologize. In case you hadn't figured it out, I enjoy your company too." Walking over, he clasped her shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "I just know that obsessing over things we can't change makes us miserable, and I would rather see you happy."
Returning his gaze to her, he gave her a lopsided smile. "You don't need to apologize. In case you hadn't figured it out, I enjoy your company too." Walking over, he clasped her shoulder and gave it a squeeze. "I just know that obsessing over things we can't change makes us miserable, and I would rather see you happy."
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
