amun
Amun obviously went still, not needing to breathe or move at all. The water settled in around them. As Maea reached up to touch his face, he finally moved, reaching up with his own hand to capture her fingers with a firm grip.
Then light flared. He watched as their pursuers found the wall. As they examined it, the fingers of the potter's free hand crept down his body. They finally reached his hip, and he grasped the cutlass so tightly that his knuckles were white. Thankfully, the smugglers seemed to have taken the bait for now at least. The light grew brighter, at least, and they didn't move from their position in front of the ice wall.
Then light flared. He watched as their pursuers found the wall. As they examined it, the fingers of the potter's free hand crept down his body. They finally reached his hip, and he grasped the cutlass so tightly that his knuckles were white. Thankfully, the smugglers seemed to have taken the bait for now at least. The light grew brighter, at least, and they didn't move from their position in front of the ice wall.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
