Said to follow any dream
Be a puppet on a string
Be a puppet on a string
Amun grinned at Maea's comment. "Finally. The respect and adoration I so clearly deserve." Winking down at her, he followed Zhanshi's lead as they set off towards the distant horizon. The potter focused on just putting one foot in front of the other. Thankfully, breath was not a problem for the Ascended, otherwise he would have been gasping for air, even though she was frighteningly light.
After cresting only the Voice knew how many hills and crossing the gods only knew how many fields, she spoke up again. Nodding at her question, Amun sucked in a breath. "Of course." Hesitating, he added, "Even if my life and friends weren't there...we're not that welcome elsewhere these days." He sighed.
After cresting only the Voice knew how many hills and crossing the gods only knew how many fields, she spoke up again. Nodding at her question, Amun sucked in a breath. "Of course." Hesitating, he added, "Even if my life and friends weren't there...we're not that welcome elsewhere these days." He sighed.
Works for you but that isn't me
Amun
