full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Well, Amalia might be a bit of a prude, but she was pretty enough, so presumably there was something wrong with these others she had been with. ”Doesn’t take long if you know what you’re doing.” Amun winked at her, not willing to let her off the hook. ”So either there was something wrong with the pit or something wrong with the people, kitty, because even if it was only for a short time, how else were you going to pass it?” Cold, dark, pit: seemed logical they’d band together for warmth and companionship, and well, maybe one thing would just lead to another.
”You flew, kitty?” The baker must have been pulling his leg, because even though he could see the starwhale before him, the idea of the woman flying up to catch Jyoti was beyond even the potter’s overactive imagination. ”A giant world turtle? Is that something you make up to mess with the newcomers?” His voice was gently teasing, though if she was telling the truth he was obviously eager to know more.
”You flew, kitty?” The baker must have been pulling his leg, because even though he could see the starwhale before him, the idea of the woman flying up to catch Jyoti was beyond even the potter’s overactive imagination. ”A giant world turtle? Is that something you make up to mess with the newcomers?” His voice was gently teasing, though if she was telling the truth he was obviously eager to know more.
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