my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Chuckling, Amun waggled his eyebrows at Oliver. ”Volunteer, Blondie? You just waiting for someone to fall in your lap?" The Ascended dropped his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "Word of advice? You gotta go out and look for what you want, then figure out how to get it. Life isn't going to hand you anything." Winking at the other man, the potter's eyes sparkled with mischief.
At Oliver's offer, Amun grinned. "Alright then. I should leave you to it. And no, I've got enough for now. Thanks though." Tilting his head at the other man's question, the Ascended shrugged. "I mean, they'll shatter if you hit them, Blondie. Why do you ask?" His tone had grown more serious, given that this seemed to be a question about business.
At Oliver's offer, Amun grinned. "Alright then. I should leave you to it. And no, I've got enough for now. Thanks though." Tilting his head at the other man's question, the Ascended shrugged. "I mean, they'll shatter if you hit them, Blondie. Why do you ask?" His tone had grown more serious, given that this seemed to be a question about business.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
