my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Amun had been inside the Artist's Sanctuary, making some improvements. After having already installed a shelving unit recently, he'd decided to put in some drawers as well. After lugging a huge chunk of metal into one corner, he'd laid his hands on it. It began to ripple and morph under his hands. The drawers were easy enough to make, and he made sure to include a lightning bolt motif on the outside so it was both decorative and functional.
Although the potter had been aware of Bastien coming in and out, Amun hadn't said anything. It was only when he had finished installing the drawers that he went out to see what his fellow Ascended was up to. The potter snagged some spare metal as he did, rolling it between his palms.
Raising an eyebrow at Bastien's work, Amun walked in a circle around it. "It's beautiful." He shot the other man a look. "How're you planning to transport it?"
Although the potter had been aware of Bastien coming in and out, Amun hadn't said anything. It was only when he had finished installing the drawers that he went out to see what his fellow Ascended was up to. The potter snagged some spare metal as he did, rolling it between his palms.
Raising an eyebrow at Bastien's work, Amun walked in a circle around it. "It's beautiful." He shot the other man a look. "How're you planning to transport it?"
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
