my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Amun had unfortunately run out of clay. While normally he would’ve just called it a day and waited for the next shipment, he was actually working on a commission for once. So, sighing, he grabbed one of the baskets that he’d acquired during the basket-making craze earlier in the season.
Setting out, he headed towards the Glade. Twilight had just fallen, and he watched as the moon shone and the stars twinkled overhead. It didn’t take him too long to get to the Oasis. Once there, he walked around the water's edge. Every now and then, he would stop to scrap up some of the clay he found there and toss the wet clump into the basket.
Joshua
Setting out, he headed towards the Glade. Twilight had just fallen, and he watched as the moon shone and the stars twinkled overhead. It didn’t take him too long to get to the Oasis. Once there, he walked around the water's edge. Every now and then, he would stop to scrap up some of the clay he found there and toss the wet clump into the basket.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
