my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Rexanna listen, and Amun gave her a grateful nod at the end of his story. As she responded, he shifted his hand back to its normal appearance, though he left the square where it was. Then he began weaving again, though his efforts were still sloppy and ineffectual. "Maybe." The word was soft.
Glancing at her very briefly, he shrugged. "She hasn't answered my prayers recently, though. Not just after the Temple" Again, he spoke quietly, though he wasn't bothered by that admission, simply stating fact.
Still keeping at the basket, though his efforts still weren't amounting to much, he found his eyes drifting towards the moon. "How's leadership working out for you?"
Glancing at her very briefly, he shrugged. "She hasn't answered my prayers recently, though. Not just after the Temple" Again, he spoke quietly, though he wasn't bothered by that admission, simply stating fact.
Still keeping at the basket, though his efforts still weren't amounting to much, he found his eyes drifting towards the moon. "How's leadership working out for you?"
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
