my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Meeting Wessex's gaze squarely, Amun's jaw clenched for a moment. The tension was evident in his body before he forced himself to go entirely limp once more. "I'm done." The words came out short and clipped, and he raised his eyebrows as he waited for her to react to that.
When she made no move to, well, move, though, his expression tightened again. "Are you done?" It came out quietly, without any hint of the friendly banter or cheerful teasing that had once been second nature to him. Instead, he was almost entirely businesslike, with not a word or expression wasted, and certainly without the warmth or humor that had once suffused him.
When she made no move to, well, move, though, his expression tightened again. "Are you done?" It came out quietly, without any hint of the friendly banter or cheerful teasing that had once been second nature to him. Instead, he was almost entirely businesslike, with not a word or expression wasted, and certainly without the warmth or humor that had once suffused him.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
