my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Frowning, Amun shook his head. "How do you know?" Tilting his head back, he stared at the moon shining above. Or maybe it was the reflection on the ocean, and they were the ones in the sky. He couldn't remember. "You can never go back again." It came out in a forlorn whisper.
Laughing, he sought out the devil's eyes again. "So you want more." The Ascended squeezed Sunjata's knee.
"Why do people spill milk? Why no say spilled wine or beer or cider?" When the devil asked for help getting out to the lighthouse Amun craned his neck trying to see it. "Okay. But not if you're going to snuff out the light. Sailors need it." He stuck out his chin and glared at Sunjata.
Laughing, he sought out the devil's eyes again. "So you want more." The Ascended squeezed Sunjata's knee.
"Why do people spill milk? Why no say spilled wine or beer or cider?" When the devil asked for help getting out to the lighthouse Amun craned his neck trying to see it. "Okay. But not if you're going to snuff out the light. Sailors need it." He stuck out his chin and glared at Sunjata.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
