Said to follow any dream
Be a puppet on a string
Be a puppet on a string
Shooting another grin over his shoulder at Maea, Amun winked at her. "You know me. Boring to a fault." Barking out a laugh, he moved to get a better angle for the crack in the boulder he and Zhanshi were trying to widen.
The potter was mining their exit as she interacted with the compass. So he missed that, and her reaction to it. However, he couldn't miss her words as she spoke up again. Stilling, he became completely motionless for a long moment. When he resumed his swings, he pressed his lips together, back still to her. "It's not like the barrier sprang up by accident," he reminded her.
In between swings, he spoke, tone short and clipped. "There were always sides, they were just less apparent. And less violent, easier to ignore, if you were one of the privileged few that could ignore them. But that doesn't mean they didn't exist."
The potter was mining their exit as she interacted with the compass. So he missed that, and her reaction to it. However, he couldn't miss her words as she spoke up again. Stilling, he became completely motionless for a long moment. When he resumed his swings, he pressed his lips together, back still to her. "It's not like the barrier sprang up by accident," he reminded her.
In between swings, he spoke, tone short and clipped. "There were always sides, they were just less apparent. And less violent, easier to ignore, if you were one of the privileged few that could ignore them. But that doesn't mean they didn't exist."
Works for you but that isn't me
Amun
