my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Whether it was the addition of the cloth or the dust just changed its mind about tormenting Sam, the redhead would find it easy to herd the dust bunnies into neat piles and clean them up. Removing the items from the desk proved to be the solution: Cameron would easily transport it to their newly created trash pile. Amun, having moved on to repairing the clamps, pipes, and other metal odds and ends at the workbenches with his upgrade (and succeeding at that task), opened his mouth to respond to the youngest Ascended.
However, by that point the waste pile had already been designated. Laughing, the potter nodded at Cameron. "That works." Amun took a moment to check on Bastien's progress. The gusto the artist had applied to the paint had worked and he'd removed it from the bricks. Now he had a blank canvas to work on.
Everyone succeeded at their tasks. The outside is bare of paint, the inside is free of dust and many parts have been repaired (though still more need work), and the artistic area is free of heavy objects, but might still need work to become a suitable space. No post order!
However, by that point the waste pile had already been designated. Laughing, the potter nodded at Cameron. "That works." Amun took a moment to check on Bastien's progress. The gusto the artist had applied to the paint had worked and he'd removed it from the bricks. Now he had a blank canvas to work on.
Everyone succeeded at their tasks. The outside is bare of paint, the inside is free of dust and many parts have been repaired (though still more need work), and the artistic area is free of heavy objects, but might still need work to become a suitable space. No post order!
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
