full moon rising on the waters of my soul
The Voice had certainly given Amun a lot to think about, and a lot of pretty visions and words to mull over. Indeed, he'd be going over their encounter for quite some time. He liked the idea of not just being restored to his former greatness, but of being made into something greater than he’d ever been quite a bit, which shouldn't be that surprising. While he didn’t have much interest in becoming a sun, as the goddess suggested, he obviously wanted to know more about how he might recapture the divinity that had once been his right and his pride and his joy. And if there was actually a way to surpass what he’d once been, become even more beautiful and powerful and terrible, well:
Sign him up.
Sign him up.
amun
