my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Smirking, Amun nodded. ”Oh I intend to, tall drink.” With that, he laid the strange square on the Sunjata's skin. When it reverted back to its inert form, the potter groaned, and peeled it off. "I guess." His tone was more than a bit confused.
"Alright. Why don't you tell me your secrets, mystery patch." He gripped both corners, and tried to pull it or twist it, trying to see if he could manipulate the square itself. Regardless of the outcomes of that, he laid it across the knuckles of his right hand.
Poking it with his mind, he tried to get it to produce a pleasing chime and the scent of incense, something other than a visual change. Then he shifted it back to rock. Crouching down, he hammered forward a cautious punch at the box he'd tested the square on, trying to see if the patch changed anything but his physical appearance.
"Alright. Why don't you tell me your secrets, mystery patch." He gripped both corners, and tried to pull it or twist it, trying to see if he could manipulate the square itself. Regardless of the outcomes of that, he laid it across the knuckles of his right hand.
Poking it with his mind, he tried to get it to produce a pleasing chime and the scent of incense, something other than a visual change. Then he shifted it back to rock. Crouching down, he hammered forward a cautious punch at the box he'd tested the square on, trying to see if the patch changed anything but his physical appearance.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
