full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Humming, Amun gave Aisha an understanding look. "You settling in alright? Got any burning questions?" He smirked. "Not sure I can help you with either if the answer is no, but I figured I should ask."
Nodding as she agreed to limit her explorations once the snows came, he shrugged at her request to see some of his wares. Slinging his pack off carefully, he lowered it onto the ground. Reaching in, he pulled out a few carefully wrapped items.
Opening them, he revealed mostly common things: plates, cups, bowls and the like. However, everything had been exquisitely made, and even the simplest pieces had some decorations. There was also a vase that stood out as an excellent example of his artistry and craftsmanship; vines and leaves crept up its sides, and the top was a beautiful rose, with the hole where the center of the flower would be.
Nodding as she agreed to limit her explorations once the snows came, he shrugged at her request to see some of his wares. Slinging his pack off carefully, he lowered it onto the ground. Reaching in, he pulled out a few carefully wrapped items.
Opening them, he revealed mostly common things: plates, cups, bowls and the like. However, everything had been exquisitely made, and even the simplest pieces had some decorations. There was also a vase that stood out as an excellent example of his artistry and craftsmanship; vines and leaves crept up its sides, and the top was a beautiful rose, with the hole where the center of the flower would be.
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