so you say you want a deathbed scene, the knowledge that comes
before knowledge
before knowledge
and you want it dirty
Focus paid ff, and Nate freed another plane of stone from the wall, grinning as it came away. He didn't even need to be asked to grab the other piece of stone, already heaving it up and toward the shrine site, placing it once Amun had set his down. The last thing he wanted to do was risk crushing anything else of the potters.
Once he was satisfied with the placement of the second stone, he moved back to his initial piece of stone, taking up the last of the room around it to help lift. It was with some small amount of smugness that Nate noted he seemed to be struggling the least with the load, though that by no means meant it was easy. They were essentially carrying a table made of stone after all.
Once he was satisfied with the placement of the second stone, he moved back to his initial piece of stone, taking up the last of the room around it to help lift. It was with some small amount of smugness that Nate noted he seemed to be struggling the least with the load, though that by no means meant it was easy. They were essentially carrying a table made of stone after all.
and no one can figure out what you want
and you won’t tell them
NATE
