my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Frowning, Amun turned his hand so he could lace his fingers through Maea's. At the mention of Sunjata, the potter winced. "He told me the two of you decided to let bygones be bygones." He searched her features for some reaction to that.
"As for the Voice and the war...my understanding is that yes, she made mistakes, and her creations brought harm to the world. But the same could be said of the Old Gods, can't it? And while she may not have stopped when they asked her, they're the ones that started this war and the last one by their inability to make room for anything that didn't fit into their preconceived notions." He bit his lip. "Don't make that same mistake. Please," he begged.
"As for the Voice and the war...my understanding is that yes, she made mistakes, and her creations brought harm to the world. But the same could be said of the Old Gods, can't it? And while she may not have stopped when they asked her, they're the ones that started this war and the last one by their inability to make room for anything that didn't fit into their preconceived notions." He bit his lip. "Don't make that same mistake. Please," he begged.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
