full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun smirked at Maea's question. Fingers still weaving the stems of the flowers together, he winked at her. "It's a hard question to answer. Even if it wasn't rude to ask a person's age." Sticking out his tongue, he grinned. "In this body, I'm a little under forty years of age. Probably. But I lived multiple lifetimes before this one and I remember varying amounts of those past lives."
Just as Zhanshi's passage reached Maea, it disappeared. The little landshark circled partially around her before erupting to her left. Flying in a circle around her, the potter's companion rubbed against her shoulder.
Snorting at Zhanshi's antics, Amun shrugged. "Nothing of interest to anyone but historians, I'm afraid. Some buried goods that had long since rotted to nothing. There was a central plinth with a sarcophagus on it though." He paused to see if she had any questions.
Just as Zhanshi's passage reached Maea, it disappeared. The little landshark circled partially around her before erupting to her left. Flying in a circle around her, the potter's companion rubbed against her shoulder.
Snorting at Zhanshi's antics, Amun shrugged. "Nothing of interest to anyone but historians, I'm afraid. Some buried goods that had long since rotted to nothing. There was a central plinth with a sarcophagus on it though." He paused to see if she had any questions.
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