full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Chuckling, the sound quite amused, Amun shook his head. ”No. Not a star. Nothing so wondrous as that.” Pausing, he glanced down at Maea, trying to figure out how she was holding up and if this was doing her any good.
When he spoke next, it was slower and more measured. "I was taller and more beautiful than this. I had horns, and I glowed softly the color of moonlight. And the moon itself sustained me with its light." Again, he sounded more than a bit bittersweet as he recounted the form that he'd lost when coming over to this world. However, if it kept Maea awake and interested he'd continue to reveal his past.
When he spoke next, it was slower and more measured. "I was taller and more beautiful than this. I had horns, and I glowed softly the color of moonlight. And the moon itself sustained me with its light." Again, he sounded more than a bit bittersweet as he recounted the form that he'd lost when coming over to this world. However, if it kept Maea awake and interested he'd continue to reveal his past.
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