my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Amun chuckled. ”And how do you think I could possibly get all the dick I wanted without hitting on everyone, scaredy cat.” Tone wicked, he waggled his eyebrows at Ingrid. Then, however, he shook his head at her offer. "Same problem. Thanks for the offer." His eyes were mischievous though. "I'll take information, though, if you're willing to give it."
Giving her an appraising look, the Ascended smirked. "I have no idea what any of that is, so yes, I most certainly would call you a deviant." The potter's voice was cheerfully teasing. Gesturing at the bottle of alcohol she clutched and the pile of boxes she was perched on, he winked. "So. What gods do you even worship?"
Giving her an appraising look, the Ascended smirked. "I have no idea what any of that is, so yes, I most certainly would call you a deviant." The potter's voice was cheerfully teasing. Gesturing at the bottle of alcohol she clutched and the pile of boxes she was perched on, he winked. "So. What gods do you even worship?"
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
