my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Amun let Maea bat away his hand, though he kept his arm around her shoulders if she'd let him. Narrowing his eyes, he felt his brow furrow as well. "I can set up an introduction for you, but that will require you to put yourself out there." He stuck out his tongue at her. Then he grinned. "In fact, there is a quiet, shy, scholarly type that I recently invited to join the Art-isan's Guild that you might like."
Chuckling, he shook his head. "Right. And that was under less than ideal circumstances, so it's only uphill from there." Clearing his throat, he let his arm drop. "It is a room that restores our sensations of pleasure. Or so I've been told. Tragically, I have never been there myself." He sighed and pouted.
Chuckling, he shook his head. "Right. And that was under less than ideal circumstances, so it's only uphill from there." Clearing his throat, he let his arm drop. "It is a room that restores our sensations of pleasure. Or so I've been told. Tragically, I have never been there myself." He sighed and pouted.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
