my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Taking yet another tube of blue, Amun mixed it with the red. This time around, it came out in a rich, but fairly neutral shade of purple. Nodding, he smiled faintly and gratefully at Sam. "That's good. Thanks for your help." He mixed the rest of the paints together, glad he could help the Sanctuary even a little bit.
Scraping the new purple into an empty tube, he made sure it was sealed. Gesturing around at the shelves displaying various pieces, he went about cleaning up the paints he'd taken out. "Most of the pottery in here is mine. Bastien sometimes displays it. You can find more examples of my work in my personal studio."
Scraping the new purple into an empty tube, he made sure it was sealed. Gesturing around at the shelves displaying various pieces, he went about cleaning up the paints he'd taken out. "Most of the pottery in here is mine. Bastien sometimes displays it. You can find more examples of my work in my personal studio."
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
