my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Amun turned with a chuckle, looking up at the woman precariously perched on her crates. ”I don’t know, do you?” Then, however, he peered more closely. ”Oh yeah, we met when we helped that terribly hopeless man get laid. You're the lady who is scared of tiny dragons. Remind me your name?” His tone was more than a bit teasing.
As a snowball came out of nowhere, he took a step back from the swaying pile of woman and wood. A bottle followed the snowball, and he took another step back. ”So. Is this what passes for fun in these parts? And what do I get if I dethrone you?" His eyes sparkled with mischief.
At her question, he grinned wickedly. "Well, I've always preferred the sinners to the saints." He winked at her. "So there's that. And I could ask you the same question. Why stay in hell when there are other options just a short portal away?"
As a snowball came out of nowhere, he took a step back from the swaying pile of woman and wood. A bottle followed the snowball, and he took another step back. ”So. Is this what passes for fun in these parts? And what do I get if I dethrone you?" His eyes sparkled with mischief.
At her question, he grinned wickedly. "Well, I've always preferred the sinners to the saints." He winked at her. "So there's that. And I could ask you the same question. Why stay in hell when there are other options just a short portal away?"
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
