full moon rising on the waters of my soul
The name didn’t mean anything to Amun, not that he expected it to. He’d met all of one person here in Caido. Well, two if he counted Wessex. ”Pleasure to meet you, Wessex.” The woman’s handshake was firm, and given that he had no interest in romancing her, he kept his grip firm and not flirty as well. However, her explanation about the Roses didn’t really make a whole lot of sense. ”God of life? I mean, I guess that makes the plants in snow more believable. But why would Ascended be any different?” Giving her a curious look, he can’t quite tell if she has fangs.
So he might as well ask. ”Are you an Ascended too?” Amalia had done her best, but she wasn’t the most useful tutor about his kind.
So he might as well ask. ”Are you an Ascended too?” Amalia had done her best, but she wasn’t the most useful tutor about his kind.
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