my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Amun had hesitated when Bastien asked the potter to join the other man’s...strip show? sexy dance troupe? performance. After all, Amun wasn’t exactly feeling attractive these days, not with one hand gone. However, in the end, the potter had agreed to it, mostly for lack of anything better to do. Worst case, they’d kick him out of the show and he could go back to moping.
Arriving at the Sanctuary at the designated time, a pair of shoes dangling from one hand, Amun slipped in quietly. He had the square in his belt pouch, figuring it might come in handy. Nodding at Rexanna and Bastien, the potter leaned against a wall, gaze far away.
Arriving at the Sanctuary at the designated time, a pair of shoes dangling from one hand, Amun slipped in quietly. He had the square in his belt pouch, figuring it might come in handy. Nodding at Rexanna and Bastien, the potter leaned against a wall, gaze far away.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
