my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
"In my defense, I also associate your brooding with sunny days and rainbows," Amun pointed out. Shooting a wink at Sunjata, the potter cocked his head to one side. "I mean, it's a good look on you, but maybe try busting out a smile every now and then. It might do wonders for your complexion."
As the Flood rapidly retreated from the coffin, the Ascended raised an eyebrow at the other man. However, Amun didn't say anything. Instead, he just bent down and tried to get a grip on the lid of the sarcophagus.
Unfortunately, while both of them focused their attention on the center of the room, the door suddenly swung shut with an admittedly ominous clang. It plunged the room into darkness. That wasn't an issue for him, but Sunjata probably would freak out.
As the Flood rapidly retreated from the coffin, the Ascended raised an eyebrow at the other man. However, Amun didn't say anything. Instead, he just bent down and tried to get a grip on the lid of the sarcophagus.
Unfortunately, while both of them focused their attention on the center of the room, the door suddenly swung shut with an admittedly ominous clang. It plunged the room into darkness. That wasn't an issue for him, but Sunjata probably would freak out.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
