some days feel like a blizzard

my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,

for it is infinite.

Letting out a long suffering sigh as the bartender reached for his knife and the atmosphere turned downright hostile, Amun shifted his posture. His palms were flat on the bar and his feet were shoulder-width apart. ”Pity. I was just about to offer to bite you, snack. Exercise it is, though.” It was clear he wasn't at all worried about the impending violence.

Then as the inhabitants went for the Ascended, the potter exploded into motion. He snatched up a bottle and swung it with as much speed and force as he could muster at the bartender's head. Simultaneously, he kicked the nearby stool into the path of the closest attacker. Eh. Subtlety is overrated anyway, Princess. Guess you're my dance partner. Watch my back? There was a wickedly gleeful grin on Amun's lips as the bar brawl commenced. And he had no doubt that Wessex would protect him.

by being moved I exert my empire,

making the dreams of night real

AMUN