my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Shrugging, Amun shot Maea a smile. Then he ducked underneath the counter. "Noted. I figure just some basic cookies or scones or something can't be too hard to figure out." As she commented that she'd prefer to avoid the ovens, he snorted. "I'll see what I can do."
Underneath the counters didn't yield anything, so he shifted to checking the cupboards. Eventually, he found a few books tucked away. Taking them out, he flipped through them after blowing the dust off the cover. Finally, he found a recipe that might work.
"How about this?" It was a blueberry mousse, which basically required just some blueberry jam and some cream. Luckily, he'd brought both. Taking out the jam, he nodded at them. "Why don't you dump those into a bowl while I whisk some cream?" Taking up a bowl, he started pouring cream into it.
Underneath the counters didn't yield anything, so he shifted to checking the cupboards. Eventually, he found a few books tucked away. Taking them out, he flipped through them after blowing the dust off the cover. Finally, he found a recipe that might work.
"How about this?" It was a blueberry mousse, which basically required just some blueberry jam and some cream. Luckily, he'd brought both. Taking out the jam, he nodded at them. "Why don't you dump those into a bowl while I whisk some cream?" Taking up a bowl, he started pouring cream into it.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
