my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Although they'd finished their explorations of Halo, Amun still visited every now and then. He'd set up a lively trade between his studio and some of the merchants there. After dropping off his latest delivery and accepting the furs he'd asked for in exchange, he turned to head back out home, the night not a deterrence or a barrier to him.
Of course, on his way home there was unsurprisingly a disturbance. Peering into the distance, he saw something weird was going on, some spirit or other wandering the snows. He also spotted more than a few familiar faces. Walking up to Nate and Sunjata, the potter winked at the doctor. "Is that a ghost bear or are you just happy to see me?"
Then Amun turned to face the bartender. An uncharacteristically solemn and sympathetic look appeared on the potter's features, and he laid a gentle hand on Sunjata's shoulder. "I'm sorry for your loss. I miss her too." Maybe Amun's eyes glittered with fluid, or maybe it was just a trick of the moonlight.
Of course, on his way home there was unsurprisingly a disturbance. Peering into the distance, he saw something weird was going on, some spirit or other wandering the snows. He also spotted more than a few familiar faces. Walking up to Nate and Sunjata, the potter winked at the doctor. "Is that a ghost bear or are you just happy to see me?"
Then Amun turned to face the bartender. An uncharacteristically solemn and sympathetic look appeared on the potter's features, and he laid a gentle hand on Sunjata's shoulder. "I'm sorry for your loss. I miss her too." Maybe Amun's eyes glittered with fluid, or maybe it was just a trick of the moonlight.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
