my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Amun did not take a glass for himself, though he inclined his head at Sunjata. Shifting a bit on the stool, the potter turned the lantern he'd made again. Pausing, he touched a finger to the metal wiring; a part of it rippled and straightened out a bit more. "Are you sure? He told you that?' Shaking his head, he added under his breath, "There's a lot I didn't know about him, I guess." He blinked away another few drops of fluid that stubbornly welled up in his eyes.
"Aren't we all?" Turning to face the Flood, the Ascended nodded his head. "Well if you ever change your mind, I wouldn't mind sticking one to Safrin. And, more importantly, getting your kid back to you." He let out a humorless laugh.
"Aren't we all?" Turning to face the Flood, the Ascended nodded his head. "Well if you ever change your mind, I wouldn't mind sticking one to Safrin. And, more importantly, getting your kid back to you." He let out a humorless laugh.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
