Said to follow any dream
Be a puppet on a string
Be a puppet on a string
Shrugging a shoulder, Amun swung his pickaxe again. It caused a chunk of the boulder to crack off. Bending down, he scooped it up and set it aside. Turning to face Maea, he shook his head. "Don't be sorry for how you were raised. Just try to remember that what you were taught had a bias, just as what I think and say is biased."
Resuming his digging, he sighed. "I know this was...is, a difficult transition for you. I'm sorry I wasn't there to help you through it." Pausing, he reassured her, "But I'm here now." Hopefully once they'd gotten out of this hole and had their fluids restored she'd feel better about the whole situation.
Resuming his digging, he sighed. "I know this was...is, a difficult transition for you. I'm sorry I wasn't there to help you through it." Pausing, he reassured her, "But I'm here now." Hopefully once they'd gotten out of this hole and had their fluids restored she'd feel better about the whole situation.
Works for you but that isn't me
Amun
