LETHA
Letha was not the only one satisfied with her motion. As Amun praised her, she felt the muscles in her shoulders relax slightly. Continuing to follow his instructions, she dipped her hands into the water. Carefully, she placed both hands just hovering over each side of the rotating clay. As Amun had coached her, she set her thumbs to the middle of the clay. Gently, she pressed and pinched and guided upwards. Her hard was hard with focus, eyebrows barely able to come closer together than they were.
As she worked the clay, she played with the pressure she applied. She watched how the clay reacted, and as Amun coached her she adjusted. She did her best to try and do what he said, though she would admit that she would always do better with watching someone do something and then replicate it herself. She knew it would take some practice to master this craft, as Amun had, but Letha enjoyed working with the clay. It felt like she was close to the earth, close to Ma here in this foreign land. "How's this?" She asked, looking up at Amun from the side of her eyes.
You can't choose what stays and what fades away
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