my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
As a man dropped from the trees, Amun whirled to face the stranger. The potter's eyes swept over the other man, and the Ascended decided he liked what he saw. "Well hello there." There was a wicked heat in his voice and a mischievous light in his eyes.
”You don’t like my form?” Amun placed a hand over his heart and staggered a few steps. "You wound me." Then he smirked. "I like the sound of you giving me a tip, though." Winking at the other man, the Ascended took a step closer. "In fact, if you insist, handsome, it might just be an offer I can't refuse." His gaze slid down the stranger's body, lingering on the other man's groin, before the potter's eyes swept back up to the stranger's face.
”You don’t like my form?” Amun placed a hand over his heart and staggered a few steps. "You wound me." Then he smirked. "I like the sound of you giving me a tip, though." Winking at the other man, the Ascended took a step closer. "In fact, if you insist, handsome, it might just be an offer I can't refuse." His gaze slid down the stranger's body, lingering on the other man's groin, before the potter's eyes swept back up to the stranger's face.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
