my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Looking away from Sam's tears, Amun released the other man. The potter's hands flexed and relaxed a few times before he brought them to rest at his sides. Examining the inside of the shop, Amun's eyes lingered on the once familiar shelves and cozy interior. "I...clawed my way out. Dug. And dug. And...dug. Until I hit the surface."
He shivered, before brushing past the redhead to a nearby seat. The potter sank into it. Resting his hands on the arms, he rubbed his palms against it before they flopped into his lap instead. "I had Zhanshi, at least. Otherwise..." his voice trailed off as his gaze traveled towards the door, beyond which his companion tunneled.
He shivered, before brushing past the redhead to a nearby seat. The potter sank into it. Resting his hands on the arms, he rubbed his palms against it before they flopped into his lap instead. "I had Zhanshi, at least. Otherwise..." his voice trailed off as his gaze traveled towards the door, beyond which his companion tunneled.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
