full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Strangely enough, Wessex had not been mad at Amun for his actions (or lack thereof) at the Mathair. However, despite the fact that she was the queen, she wasn’t really the one that the potter needed to answer to. No, there was a higher power that directed the Ascended: The Voice. And he was fully aware that he’d let her down. After all he'd promised to obey during their last conversation, though he'd also told her he wasn't a fighter.
Remembering that she’d said that she would always answer when he called, he’d gone back and forth on whether to call upon the goddess again. However, it was always better to ask forgiveness than permission. He also figured that if he didn't seek her out, and forced her to come to him, it would be much, much worse. So he’d gone to where he’d been told his new goddess would answer. Or at least one of the spots, the one in the Atheneum.
It had taken some searching, but it was night and no one else was there, so that wasn’t a problem. Eventually, though, he’d stumbled upon a hidden door that led into what he had to assume was a shrine. Kneeling, he bowed his head. ”I know you said you could always hear me, The Voice. If that’s so, I’d like to apologize for my actions at the Mathair.” He tensed, still not knowing if this was a good idea, but knowing it had to be done.
Remembering that she’d said that she would always answer when he called, he’d gone back and forth on whether to call upon the goddess again. However, it was always better to ask forgiveness than permission. He also figured that if he didn't seek her out, and forced her to come to him, it would be much, much worse. So he’d gone to where he’d been told his new goddess would answer. Or at least one of the spots, the one in the Atheneum.
It had taken some searching, but it was night and no one else was there, so that wasn’t a problem. Eventually, though, he’d stumbled upon a hidden door that led into what he had to assume was a shrine. Kneeling, he bowed his head. ”I know you said you could always hear me, The Voice. If that’s so, I’d like to apologize for my actions at the Mathair.” He tensed, still not knowing if this was a good idea, but knowing it had to be done.
amun
