full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun just shook his head at Korbin's words. "Sometimes. But sometimes they fear things and people more when they understand them." Shrugging, the potter glanced up at the other man. "But fine. Ask away." It came out in an almost resigned tone.
At the question about where the information about the storms came from, Amun's expression grew sorrowful. "A friend." He felt his jaw clench. "She had a vision, from some being or other." When he said it out loud, he recognized how ridiculous it was, but it was the truth.
"Emotional stimuli, like everyone else." Only then did he rise to his feet, though he didn't move from the spot he'd been in. Still, he tensed as he revealed the next part. "The only other thing we feel is when we bite someone and drink a little of their blood. It gives both parties an incredible pleasurable sensation."
At the question about where the information about the storms came from, Amun's expression grew sorrowful. "A friend." He felt his jaw clench. "She had a vision, from some being or other." When he said it out loud, he recognized how ridiculous it was, but it was the truth.
"Emotional stimuli, like everyone else." Only then did he rise to his feet, though he didn't move from the spot he'd been in. Still, he tensed as he revealed the next part. "The only other thing we feel is when we bite someone and drink a little of their blood. It gives both parties an incredible pleasurable sensation."
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