there's an ocean in my body
there's a river in my soul
"You'd have to ask him for all the details, but...phrases and images that end up being related to things that happen later. The last one I think he said included a storm and paper changing hands? It seems obvious it's to do with the war and the political motions of it, but..." Sam gestured before himself vaguely, unsure what real conclusions to draw from it.
It was hard to not regard Amun with some amazement after remembering his divine origins, but Sam tried to put them to one side, nodding as he looked over the potter's features. He was very fond of the man just as he was, a man, after all..and still reeling from the relief of seeing him alive. "Alright. Just let me know. I'll be waiting." With a soft raise of the corners of his mouth he took the hand offered and stroked over Amun's knuckles with his thumb.
"Me too. I'm so glad you're back, Amun."
{FIN}
It was hard to not regard Amun with some amazement after remembering his divine origins, but Sam tried to put them to one side, nodding as he looked over the potter's features. He was very fond of the man just as he was, a man, after all..and still reeling from the relief of seeing him alive. "Alright. Just let me know. I'll be waiting." With a soft raise of the corners of his mouth he took the hand offered and stroked over Amun's knuckles with his thumb.
"Me too. I'm so glad you're back, Amun."
{FIN}
if I see a sign in the sky tonight
No one's gonna tell me it's a trick of the light
SAMuEL
