full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Grinning brightly at Letha's response, Amun gave her an excited look. "Once we've got you all set up here, I'd be happy to help you get find out what sort of art suits you." His voice and indeed everything about him was enthusiastic about the possibility.
Leading her through the trees, he glanced over at her. "Sounds like they did quite a few crafts." Tilting his head slightly, he examined her. "What about your siblings?" It came out in an idly conversational tone. However, his eyes were sharp, and they didn't leave her face. Indeed, he was watching her closely, the night no barrier to his vision.
Leading her through the trees, he glanced over at her. "Sounds like they did quite a few crafts." Tilting his head slightly, he examined her. "What about your siblings?" It came out in an idly conversational tone. However, his eyes were sharp, and they didn't leave her face. Indeed, he was watching her closely, the night no barrier to his vision.
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