my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Turing his neck to stare at Sunjata, Amun narrowed his eyes. "Fine. The timing wasn't write for me. Thanks, again." The potter turned back to his lantern, closing his eyes for a brief moment and taking a breath.
Arching an eyebrow, he shrugged a shoulder as the Flood explained further about Sam trying to pick up the demi-god. The potter shook his head. "That doesn't sound like Sam at all," he confessed. "Slinging petty insults, maybe, but deliberately trying to hurt someone like that..." Voice trailing off, he grimaced. "He was too sweet for that."
Turning the lantern around, the Ascended snorted. "And how is that working out for you?" Pausing, he sighed. "Sorry. Probably uncalled for." Spotting a wrinkle in the page, he slid one finger along it to smooth it out.
Arching an eyebrow, he shrugged a shoulder as the Flood explained further about Sam trying to pick up the demi-god. The potter shook his head. "That doesn't sound like Sam at all," he confessed. "Slinging petty insults, maybe, but deliberately trying to hurt someone like that..." Voice trailing off, he grimaced. "He was too sweet for that."
Turning the lantern around, the Ascended snorted. "And how is that working out for you?" Pausing, he sighed. "Sorry. Probably uncalled for." Spotting a wrinkle in the page, he slid one finger along it to smooth it out.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
