full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun raised his eyebrows at Wessex. ”Notice Board? What’s that.” Then his face morphed into a wicked smirk. ”What, am I just supposed to write ‘single Ascended looking for a nice man to shack up with’, that kinda thing?” It sounded a little bit like desperation, and even in Caido, a land that he knew basically nothing about, the potter was not going to stoop that low. As Wessex changed the subject, Amun shrugged. ”Used to live by a jungle, worked as a potter. Before that I was a sailor.” And a thief and a bit of an all around rogue, but he figured it was probably best not to mention that bit.
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