full moon rising on the waters of my soul
As Maea looked up, and then made her way closer to him, Amun grinned a bit. The display of magic was impressive, and he applauded when she finally reached his level. Then he winked. ”Don’t worry. If anyone asks, you can tell them I was stalking you in true Ascended fashion." He held up his hands as mock claws and gave a little growl, though his eyes sparkled with mischief.
His expression shifted into something friendly as he dropped them to his lap. "It's good to see you too." At her question, he chuckled. "I wanted to see how much of a sea the Sea of Glass was." The words were intentionally confusing, but lighthearted enough.
Gesturing at the icy landscape she'd manipulated, he waggled his eyebrows. "You know, if I'd known how much you liked sculpting I would've invited you to the Artist's Sanctuary long ago." His words were a bit teasing, but not at all mean.
His expression shifted into something friendly as he dropped them to his lap. "It's good to see you too." At her question, he chuckled. "I wanted to see how much of a sea the Sea of Glass was." The words were intentionally confusing, but lighthearted enough.
Gesturing at the icy landscape she'd manipulated, he waggled his eyebrows. "You know, if I'd known how much you liked sculpting I would've invited you to the Artist's Sanctuary long ago." His words were a bit teasing, but not at all mean.
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