Said to follow any dream
Be a puppet on a string
Be a puppet on a string
Amun grinned at Maea's response. Nudging Zhanshi back under the ground, the potter scooped her up in his arms. "You must be full of hate then." Letting out a chuckle, he shifted so he could carry her without discomfort to either of them, not that they could really feel it.
Nodding in the direction that he'd come from (the trail of plants was still broken and bent) he snorted. "Vaguely that a way until we reach something I recognize." With that, he set off. His companion, much better at directions than the potter, tunneled ahead, marking their path with the slight trembling of the earth as the little landshark swam through it.
Nodding in the direction that he'd come from (the trail of plants was still broken and bent) he snorted. "Vaguely that a way until we reach something I recognize." With that, he set off. His companion, much better at directions than the potter, tunneled ahead, marking their path with the slight trembling of the earth as the little landshark swam through it.
Works for you but that isn't me
Amun
