my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Nodding at Sunjata's response, Amun didn't reply right away. Walking up a steeper and rockier section of the ground, he kept his gaze trained on the path. "As I told Wessex, if they won't release it as they should I can go on a stealth mission and retrieve it."
Snorting, he glanced over at the other man now that the footing was more even. "Damned by faint praise, there. Happy to do what we can, though." Pausing, the potter cocked his head to one side. "How, exactly, do you typically cope? Wine and women?" He arched an eyebrow at the Flood as he waited for the demi-god to respond.
Snorting, he glanced over at the other man now that the footing was more even. "Damned by faint praise, there. Happy to do what we can, though." Pausing, the potter cocked his head to one side. "How, exactly, do you typically cope? Wine and women?" He arched an eyebrow at the Flood as he waited for the demi-god to respond.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
