my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Amun chuckled at Sunjata's words. "Or maybe I was just messing with you." Winking at the bartender, the potter moved to the kitchen to lean against the counter next to the other man. The Ascended let out a sympathetic hiss as Sunjata took off his shirt and revealed the extent of his injuries.
As the Attuned slowly and tentatively began to clean his wound, Amun sighed. Then he held out his hand for the cloth that the bartender was using. "Here. Let me. Looks like if you move too much you'll just make it worse." Assuming the other man gave up the cloth, the Ascended would begin to slowly, gently, and carefully wash the wound.
As the Attuned slowly and tentatively began to clean his wound, Amun sighed. Then he held out his hand for the cloth that the bartender was using. "Here. Let me. Looks like if you move too much you'll just make it worse." Assuming the other man gave up the cloth, the Ascended would begin to slowly, gently, and carefully wash the wound.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
