my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Amun turned to face Maea. For a brief moment, his eyes looked old, far older than his physical appearance could possibly suggest. ”I don’t eat, I don’t drink, I don’t sleep, I don’t need clothes. I don't even need to avoid the sun anymore. My one necessity I can acquire for free. I will never be a burden.”
His tone was low. "However, don't ever think I don't know what it's like to come together when times get tough and the storm is upon us." His eyes narrowed. "In fact, you're the one who tried to sow division when we first met." Turning, he walked over to the glass bowl and regarded it, bringing it up so it caught the sun.
Without looking at her, he shrugged. "Like I said, I don't drink." His voice had faded back to its almost monotone.
His tone was low. "However, don't ever think I don't know what it's like to come together when times get tough and the storm is upon us." His eyes narrowed. "In fact, you're the one who tried to sow division when we first met." Turning, he walked over to the glass bowl and regarded it, bringing it up so it caught the sun.
Without looking at her, he shrugged. "Like I said, I don't drink." His voice had faded back to its almost monotone.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
