my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
At Maea’s apology, Amun’s eyes tightened. They turned darker as she continued to speak. "That so, icy?" His teasing tone had turned scornful, slightly cruel and judgmental where it had been fun before. "Because it sure feels personal." With that he turned to continue trudging through the snowdrifts.
He didn't bother turning around when she next spoke. In fact, he was silent for a long while. When he finally did speak himself, it was quiet, barely audible over the sound of the wind that seemed omnipresent in Halo. "Fear and loathing of the new and the unknown is always the easiest route. But it's never the right one." Pausing, he stared into the distance. "We're close." He picked up the pace, though not to a punishing degree.
He didn't bother turning around when she next spoke. In fact, he was silent for a long while. When he finally did speak himself, it was quiet, barely audible over the sound of the wind that seemed omnipresent in Halo. "Fear and loathing of the new and the unknown is always the easiest route. But it's never the right one." Pausing, he stared into the distance. "We're close." He picked up the pace, though not to a punishing degree.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
