full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Barking out a laugh, Amun shook his head. Grinning at Maea, he arched an eyebrow. "Wessex? Definitely not sister material. We're close and all, but she's more like a cool aunt than anything else. Maybe an older cousin, someone to listen to and confide in, but can you picture her letting me braid her hair?" He chuckled again at the thought. "As for the rest, we're family and kin, but I don't consider them siblings, exactly." Reaching out, he would slide his fingers into hers for a moment.
Of course then she was shifting around in his lap. Steadying her, he returned the hug with a smile. "Of course you need to come along. I can't make heads or tails of ancient texts, even if I was the bookish scholarly sort."
Of course then she was shifting around in his lap. Steadying her, he returned the hug with a smile. "Of course you need to come along. I can't make heads or tails of ancient texts, even if I was the bookish scholarly sort."
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