Said to follow any dream
Be a puppet on a string
Be a puppet on a string
Amun was on his treks of King's End. As usual, these days, he wore his illusory cloth plastered on his face, using it to disguise his features. Making his way across the uneven ground, he glanced up but the mist obscured the sky from view. Sighing, he shook his head and just maneuvered around another rocky outcrop.
Just as he was rounding the other side, a blink hare shot across his path. It gave a squeak before disappearing, no doubt teleporting somewhere into the mist. Frowning, he looked in the direction it had come from. The fog muffled sound, but even he could tell it was unnaturally silent. At the potter's feet, Zhanshi emerged from the ground. Tugging on the Ascended's pants leg, the landshark pulled Amun in the direction the hare had fled from.
Groaning, he turned towards it. Nudging his companion back underground, the potter nudged his companion back underground. Shuffling along the trail of broken greenery, he kept all his senses alert for any sign of danger. He even sniffed the air, which is why he caught the faint scent that didn't belong. Ascended's smell was weak at the best of times, though, so he couldn't place it.
Raising both hands, he aimed a palm ahead of him even as the metal gauntlet on his other arm crawled down his wrist and formed a shield. "Hello? Who's there?" His voice echoed oddly in the mist as he continued moving forward.
Just as he was rounding the other side, a blink hare shot across his path. It gave a squeak before disappearing, no doubt teleporting somewhere into the mist. Frowning, he looked in the direction it had come from. The fog muffled sound, but even he could tell it was unnaturally silent. At the potter's feet, Zhanshi emerged from the ground. Tugging on the Ascended's pants leg, the landshark pulled Amun in the direction the hare had fled from.
Groaning, he turned towards it. Nudging his companion back underground, the potter nudged his companion back underground. Shuffling along the trail of broken greenery, he kept all his senses alert for any sign of danger. He even sniffed the air, which is why he caught the faint scent that didn't belong. Ascended's smell was weak at the best of times, though, so he couldn't place it.
Raising both hands, he aimed a palm ahead of him even as the metal gauntlet on his other arm crawled down his wrist and formed a shield. "Hello? Who's there?" His voice echoed oddly in the mist as he continued moving forward.
Works for you but that isn't me
Amun
