OLIVER
This version of Amun was...uncomfortable. Maybe it's because the only side of Amun Oliver had seen was the talkative side. Even when angry, Amun still had a busy mouth, but now? Barely a peep escaped him. The horrors of Fiat Lux had touched even Amun, the man who seemed incapable of losing that spirit within him. The glowing phoenix had died and maybe soon, it could be resurrected, but for now it remained a pile of ashes.
The blonde's eyebrows raised ever so slightly when Amun walked over to peer over his shoulder. Not bothering to turn his head, Oliver tried to move his hands out of the way, allowing the Ascended a full view of his sketchbook. "Which one do you think I should actually make?" On the page were quite a few attempts, but only three were truly complete. First, in the top right corner, laid a basket shaped like a bowl, very round at the bottom but with a nice, flat top. Next, just below it, was another basket. It was very round as well, but it was far more like a vase, becoming smaller towards the top. Then, at the bottom right, was a basket that was square and cube-ish with a far more intricate lid.
"It's always nice to get a second opinion, right?"
The blonde's eyebrows raised ever so slightly when Amun walked over to peer over his shoulder. Not bothering to turn his head, Oliver tried to move his hands out of the way, allowing the Ascended a full view of his sketchbook. "Which one do you think I should actually make?" On the page were quite a few attempts, but only three were truly complete. First, in the top right corner, laid a basket shaped like a bowl, very round at the bottom but with a nice, flat top. Next, just below it, was another basket. It was very round as well, but it was far more like a vase, becoming smaller towards the top. Then, at the bottom right, was a basket that was square and cube-ish with a far more intricate lid.
"It's always nice to get a second opinion, right?"
I JUST WANT MY EXISTENCE
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
TO BE MORE THAN TREMBLING
