full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Watching Letha carefully, Amun finally nodded in agreement when she got the hang of keeping the wheel spinning. "Nice work! You figured that out way more quickly than I did." Grinning, he leaned forward a bit so he could get a better angle for the next part of the work.
He gestured for the lump of unworked clay in the very center of the wheel. "I want you to wet your hands. Then placed your thumbs gently in the center of the clay and pinch the outside a little bit and pull up and out. Not too much, mind you." He spoke slowly and clearly, and he paused to see if she had any questions. As he did, he bent down and picked up the bucket of water, holding it for her to dip her hands into.
He gestured for the lump of unworked clay in the very center of the wheel. "I want you to wet your hands. Then placed your thumbs gently in the center of the clay and pinch the outside a little bit and pull up and out. Not too much, mind you." He spoke slowly and clearly, and he paused to see if she had any questions. As he did, he bent down and picked up the bucket of water, holding it for her to dip her hands into.
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