my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Surprising as it might sound, Amun was working. He'd been informed of clay deposits by the Oasis, and was exploring the forest surrounding the water. The clay needed to be brought to his studio from the Oasis unfortunately. So his eyes flicked here and there, searching for the easiest route through the trunks. Although he wasn't looking forward to transporting the clay, he could at least make life simple for himself.
However, as he wandered, he spotted Oliver's familiar shock of blonde hair. The potter’s steps slowed for just a moment at the sight of the other man. Then, though, Amun shrugged and continued forward. ”Hey Blondie. Whatcha doing in the dark scary woods at night?” At least this narrator assumes it's night. He grinned more than a bit wickedly and winked. ”Waiting for someone?” Making a show of peering around, a mischievous light twinkled in the Ascended's eyes.
However, as he wandered, he spotted Oliver's familiar shock of blonde hair. The potter’s steps slowed for just a moment at the sight of the other man. Then, though, Amun shrugged and continued forward. ”Hey Blondie. Whatcha doing in the dark scary woods at night?” At least this narrator assumes it's night. He grinned more than a bit wickedly and winked. ”Waiting for someone?” Making a show of peering around, a mischievous light twinkled in the Ascended's eyes.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
