my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
After hearing the rumor that he could get free stuff if he just put his name in a bowl, Amun had immediately sauntered over to the temple, a wicked smirk dancing on his lips. Oh sure he was supposed to give something back or whatever, but he figured he could half-ass it. That’s how he got through most things after all.
So he grabbed a scrap of paper, scribbled his name and the gift he wanted on it in scratched out letters, (actually his handwriting was quite nice, in a wild sort of way) and then tossed it into the bowl. That done, he whistled a jaunty sea shanty as he walked away.
So he grabbed a scrap of paper, scribbled his name and the gift he wanted on it in scratched out letters, (actually his handwriting was quite nice, in a wild sort of way) and then tossed it into the bowl. That done, he whistled a jaunty sea shanty as he walked away.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
