my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
It wasn't unusual for people to venture into the Artist's Sanctuary. So Amun only spared the woman a glance before returning to his work. There was a lump of metal in front of him, one he had laid both hands on. Under his touch, it was rippling and moving, forming into a metal shelf that would be more organized than the regular randomized chaos of supplies. Of course, it was decorative as well, flowers and fantastic creatures hidden all over the wavering design.
Zhanshi had been banned from the Sanctuary after one too many tunnels. Therefore the potter was uninterrupted as he hummed a tune and shaped the metal. Finally, he stepped back and admired his handiwork. Nodding, he turned, surprised to see the stranger still there looking lost. "Can I help you?"
Zhanshi had been banned from the Sanctuary after one too many tunnels. Therefore the potter was uninterrupted as he hummed a tune and shaped the metal. Finally, he stepped back and admired his handiwork. Nodding, he turned, surprised to see the stranger still there looking lost. "Can I help you?"
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
