my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Amun had been making fairly regular trips to the Spire, what with the whole imperative to explore Halo. Indeed, he’d been making quite a bit of progress in reaching the far flung corners of the icy land. He was just on his way to another one of those trips, sack of furs tossed carelessly over one shoulder, when an unfamiliar figure resolved itself in the distance.
Immediately, he shifted course. The figure quickly resolved itself into a strange and beautiful woman, clothed in an unknown substance. Her eyes were a vibrant purple, and her striking features were etched in an expression that he hoped he hadn’t worn when he first arrived. All in all, she had the telltale signs of a stranger to this land.
So he sauntered towards her, calling out from a safe distance. ”Hey there! Looking for something in particular?” He grinned wickedly, then tilted his head. ”Or perhaps someone?”
Immediately, he shifted course. The figure quickly resolved itself into a strange and beautiful woman, clothed in an unknown substance. Her eyes were a vibrant purple, and her striking features were etched in an expression that he hoped he hadn’t worn when he first arrived. All in all, she had the telltale signs of a stranger to this land.
So he sauntered towards her, calling out from a safe distance. ”Hey there! Looking for something in particular?” He grinned wickedly, then tilted his head. ”Or perhaps someone?”
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
