my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Amun grinned at Nate’s teasing comment. ”Well, it's not so much that I dislike the ice and snow, since I can't really feel it, as much as I vastly prefer the sun, sand, and sea." Winking at the doctor, the potter was pleased when his swing broke off a decent chunk of rock. He tossed it into his pack, then lifted the pickaxe again, not really knowing how much he needed to bring to The Voice.
As both Nate and Clem made the same joke, Amun chuckled, the sound dark and low. "What, do you doubt our goddess? Good thing I have faith enough for all of us." Then he waggled his eyebrows. "Plus, some rocks can float, I'll have you know. And she asked me to get some Hels as well, so clearly she's got a plan." With that, he swung again.
As both Nate and Clem made the same joke, Amun chuckled, the sound dark and low. "What, do you doubt our goddess? Good thing I have faith enough for all of us." Then he waggled his eyebrows. "Plus, some rocks can float, I'll have you know. And she asked me to get some Hels as well, so clearly she's got a plan." With that, he swung again.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
