Amun
You'll be faced with problems of all shapes and sizes
You're going to have to make a few compromises
Keeping up with her, he kept his eyes on the trees and glanced behind him every now and again, but it seemed they'd earned a temporary reprieve. When he saw the riverbed, he came a stop until she was across, then scrambled down and up the dried up bed. He took her hand, though his footing was sure and he jumped up the last bit.
Shaking his head at her question, he grimaced. "No, it has to be in contact." Still, he slammed the end of the rod into the ground and tried to attract more ore. It came back slightly longer than before, so there must have been trace metals in the earth from something or other. He tossed it to her and the raised his palms and started firing at the oncoming squash. The scent of sizzling gourds filled the air as his lightning took out the closest targets.
For now we're happy if not overjoyed
And we'll accept the things we cannot avoid
And we'll accept the things we cannot avoid
