my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Amun rolled his eyes at Bastien's protests. Once again, the potter found himself swinging his pickaxe with almost wild abandon. At least this time he didn't totally shatter the rock he aimed for, just broke off a smaller chunk than he'd been intending. "Considering I haven't really seen or spoken to either of you in over a season, don't give me that bullshit about family. Plus I thought you would explain to me why you couldn't do this if it was a problem for you." However, he went entirely still.
Forcing calm on himself, he took a deep and unnecessary breath. "Sorry. I'm not at my best these days. And thank you." As the Queen began to speak, he turned to face her. Frowning at the word expecting, he raised his eyebrows. "What are you talking about?"
Then, as comprehension dawned, his jaw dropped. "You're having a baby?!" A stupid grin spread across his features. "That's incredible!"
Forcing calm on himself, he took a deep and unnecessary breath. "Sorry. I'm not at my best these days. And thank you." As the Queen began to speak, he turned to face her. Frowning at the word expecting, he raised his eyebrows. "What are you talking about?"
Then, as comprehension dawned, his jaw dropped. "You're having a baby?!" A stupid grin spread across his features. "That's incredible!"
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
