full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun was not particularly pleased to have to go back into the Greatwood after that whole thing with the Mathair. However, he could sense that if he didn’t, he’d always have this nagging sense of having left something undone. Given that he was new to Caido—and given that it seemed he wasn’t exactly welcome in this new world—he was trying to paint within the lines as much as possible. Unfortunately, he wasn’t particularly skilled at that, preferring to follow his own course, and he was rarely willing to follow the rules.
Therefore, despite the danger to himself, once night fell he again made his way out to the shrine with all the statues and all the Roses. As soon as he arrived, he bowed his head. ”Hey Rae. I think that’s right? Anyway, I planted my Roses, so hopefully they do what they’re supposed to and you can get out of my head now.” Even if they didn’t fulfill their purpose, the Ascended had done his job, and done it well for a newcomer. If that wasn't enough, it wasn't his fault or his problem anymore. Satisfied, he turned to go.
Therefore, despite the danger to himself, once night fell he again made his way out to the shrine with all the statues and all the Roses. As soon as he arrived, he bowed his head. ”Hey Rae. I think that’s right? Anyway, I planted my Roses, so hopefully they do what they’re supposed to and you can get out of my head now.” Even if they didn’t fulfill their purpose, the Ascended had done his job, and done it well for a newcomer. If that wasn't enough, it wasn't his fault or his problem anymore. Satisfied, he turned to go.
amun
