my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Amun felt weirdly sluggish as he reached for Ronin’s duplicate thingy and attempted to bite it. However, the potter’s attempt was in vain, as the second Fallen Star disappeared. Amun’s eyes narrowed and he spun to face the group of people gathering around the real Ronin.
Before the potter could move towards them, however, a false of harsh light burned through him. Then there was a rumbling sound, and the ceiling fell in. Amun stumbled backwards, but there was nowhere to go. After that the light changed, softened somehow, and a being appeared, a being that the potter could only assume was Safrin given the circumstances and her impossible beauty.
She seemed to be holding up the ceiling, but Amun did not trust that for obvious reasons. So he stumbled backwards, as far as he could get from the goddess and her demi-god, attempting to find a spot that did not have a chunk of ceiling hovering above it.
Amun backs away from Ronin and Safrin and attempts to find a spot where a piece of the ceiling won't fall on him.
Before the potter could move towards them, however, a false of harsh light burned through him. Then there was a rumbling sound, and the ceiling fell in. Amun stumbled backwards, but there was nowhere to go. After that the light changed, softened somehow, and a being appeared, a being that the potter could only assume was Safrin given the circumstances and her impossible beauty.
She seemed to be holding up the ceiling, but Amun did not trust that for obvious reasons. So he stumbled backwards, as far as he could get from the goddess and her demi-god, attempting to find a spot that did not have a chunk of ceiling hovering above it.
Amun backs away from Ronin and Safrin and attempts to find a spot where a piece of the ceiling won't fall on him.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
