LETHA
Letha continued to kick, but she pulled her hands back. Her fingers twitched as she watched Amun work the clay, totally mesmerized. Watching him, a master at his craft, shape the malleable medium with ease, made her lose reality. Nothing else mattered in the world to her in this moment, other than making this mug. She bit her lower lip, her face stone.
Wordlessly, she took back over when she was instructed. For a moment, she closed her eyes and envisioned what Amun had just demonstrated. She tried to replicate it as best as possible. The motion was easy, having watched him, but she struggled slightly with the pressure. At first, she pinched too hard and the sides thinned. "No," She said aloud, to herself mostly. She eased up the pressure between her thumb and fingers, and pressed down slightly with her palms to make the beginnings of her mug shorter, but thicker walled. After a few turns of the kick wheel, she pressed in again with her palms and let the structure rise again in height.
She glances at Amun out of the corner of her eye. "What next?"
You can't choose what stays and what fades away
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