full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun waited as the silence stretched out, an easy smile lurking on his lips. As he'd suspected, when Maea spoke, it was full of doubts. "Maybe. Maybe not." Shifting so he could face her more fully, the smile turned into a grin, though it was still soft around the edges.
"She's helped Abandoned in the past, though rarely. After all, she was one, once upon a time. Still, if you went with me, or perhaps Nate," there was a bit of teasing at the mention of the other Ascended, "she'd likely answer." The words were almost shockingly gentle. Turning back to face the horizon, the potter shrugged. "But it's up to you. Like I said last time we spoke, consent and comfort and all that."
"She's helped Abandoned in the past, though rarely. After all, she was one, once upon a time. Still, if you went with me, or perhaps Nate," there was a bit of teasing at the mention of the other Ascended, "she'd likely answer." The words were almost shockingly gentle. Turning back to face the horizon, the potter shrugged. "But it's up to you. Like I said last time we spoke, consent and comfort and all that."
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