my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
As Sam explained the problem, Amun nodded mutely. Setting down his paints, he padded silently over to the corner where he knew they kept many of their supplies. He rummaged through it, before pulling out the leather that the bookmaker had requested. Wordlessly, the potter walked over to the other man and held it out. "Will this do?" The question came out softly, and he stood there as the redhead inspected the leather.
When the other Ascended asked about the canvas, Amun glanced towards it. "Nothing." He shrugged. "I was hoping inspiration would strike me but it's in short supply these days." Slipping his hands into his pocket, he seemingly checked out again, going still as only an Ascended could.
When the other Ascended asked about the canvas, Amun glanced towards it. "Nothing." He shrugged. "I was hoping inspiration would strike me but it's in short supply these days." Slipping his hands into his pocket, he seemingly checked out again, going still as only an Ascended could.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
