full moon rising on the waters of my soul
As everyone seemed pretty fucking calm about this snow monster, Amun decided to take a closer look himself. Despite the crazy lady and her dragon trying to get its attention, it just lumbered onwards, either disinterested or completely unaware of what was going on, he couldn’t tell. Still, as his eyes took in the details, he realized he felt a little bad for the thing, despite the scare it gave him. It had obviously been in much better shape, once upon a time, and it was in disarray. Maybe he'd overreacted.
He wasn’t quite sure why he knelt in the snow, digging and digging until he came upon one small rock, a pebble really, and then another. Nor was he sure what compelled his to dash forward until he was in the path. Maybe he just hated to see something so majestic in such disarray. His sure, skilled potter’s hands darted around, piling snow together, shaping it like he used to shape clay.
Soon enough, a miniature dragon thingie had been formed from the snow. Ripping buttons from his own clothes—it wasn’t like he needed them—he made little eyes, then placed pebbles. Standing up, he waved at the larger creature, though he was pretty it couldn’t see him. ”Hey! We can fix you up, no problem. Look, see, I already made you a little friend.” It seemed like a small gesture, and even as he looked, he saw that it had something around its neck. Maybe that was important, maybe not, but it looked like an amulet of some kind.
He wasn’t quite sure why he knelt in the snow, digging and digging until he came upon one small rock, a pebble really, and then another. Nor was he sure what compelled his to dash forward until he was in the path. Maybe he just hated to see something so majestic in such disarray. His sure, skilled potter’s hands darted around, piling snow together, shaping it like he used to shape clay.
Soon enough, a miniature dragon thingie had been formed from the snow. Ripping buttons from his own clothes—it wasn’t like he needed them—he made little eyes, then placed pebbles. Standing up, he waved at the larger creature, though he was pretty it couldn’t see him. ”Hey! We can fix you up, no problem. Look, see, I already made you a little friend.” It seemed like a small gesture, and even as he looked, he saw that it had something around its neck. Maybe that was important, maybe not, but it looked like an amulet of some kind.
amun
