if I ever start to think straight
Amun stumbled through the fog of the portal, heading for the signpost that would take him home. Coming from Torchline (or was it Halo? his mind was as foggy as the portal) had left him exhausted and he just wanted to lock himself in his studio and never come back out. Taking the steps out of the Spire—though he fell down a couple of time on the way up—he emerged into the woods around it.
Walking forward, with Zhanshi nipping at the potter's heels, Amun headed in the direction he thought would take him home. However, there was a figure standing there, staring at the black tower. Grinning, the potter waved at the stranger.
Walking up to join the other man, Amun turned to follow the stranger's gaze. "Pretty neat, huh." The potter grinned. "I know it's all broken up inside and got that big shaft hole down the middle but I still like it."
Walking forward, with Zhanshi nipping at the potter's heels, Amun headed in the direction he thought would take him home. However, there was a figure standing there, staring at the black tower. Grinning, the potter waved at the stranger.
Walking up to join the other man, Amun turned to follow the stranger's gaze. "Pretty neat, huh." The potter grinned. "I know it's all broken up inside and got that big shaft hole down the middle but I still like it."
this heart will start a riot in me
Amun
