full moon rising on the waters of my soul
"You are." Amun's response was immediate and firm. Expression clearly unhappy, it grew even more so as Korbin continued. "Yes. I would say we are something other than human." Then he shrugged. "But the Attuned are something other than human, too, and you don't see me getting squeamish about the things they do in animal form."
At the question about questioning it, the potter just shook is head. "That's you. I don't see any reason in raging against things I can't change. I'd rather jut make the most of the life I'm actually living." He was too old to throw himself into worthless causes and martyr himself.
Chuckling, the sound dark and low, he cocked his head to one side. "I make pottery." It was a seeming non-sequitur, but he was trying to shift the conversation to less treacherous areas.
At the question about questioning it, the potter just shook is head. "That's you. I don't see any reason in raging against things I can't change. I'd rather jut make the most of the life I'm actually living." He was too old to throw himself into worthless causes and martyr himself.
Chuckling, the sound dark and low, he cocked his head to one side. "I make pottery." It was a seeming non-sequitur, but he was trying to shift the conversation to less treacherous areas.
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