my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Giving Sam a confused look, Amun shook his head. "Why would he? I'm a member of the Sanctuary." Although his voice was still muted, he genuinely didn't understand the question.
Without responding, he took out the patch he carried with him. Laying it on his palm, he commanded it to swirl in every shade of blue and red he could imagine, in more and more intricate patterns. "I've got ways of testing that, but I appreciate the suggestion."
Ordering the square to go back to looking like normal skin, he lowered his hand. "Actually I took them out because I saw that we were running low on purple paint. I know it's not the most efficient way to make it, but I don't know when the next shipment is. I figured I'd try mixing it, but I don't want to waste it."
Without responding, he took out the patch he carried with him. Laying it on his palm, he commanded it to swirl in every shade of blue and red he could imagine, in more and more intricate patterns. "I've got ways of testing that, but I appreciate the suggestion."
Ordering the square to go back to looking like normal skin, he lowered his hand. "Actually I took them out because I saw that we were running low on purple paint. I know it's not the most efficient way to make it, but I don't know when the next shipment is. I figured I'd try mixing it, but I don't want to waste it."
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
