my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Frowning, Amun stared at Maea. "I think we should leave the senior citizens be, don't you?" Sighing, he pressed his lips together. "Yes, but it sounds so much worse when you call it homework," he whined. Hanging his head, he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth before letting out another, longer sigh.
"Deal. Books definitely count. You're making something, aren't you?" He glanced over at her and waggled his eyebrows. "So long as you record the adventures I'm happy to find the lore. Or whatever."
Shrugging one shoulder, he looked back at the study. "I don't think knowledge will ever go out of style. And most folks around here are just desperate for some sense of direction." Grimacing, he faced front again, heading for the stairs.
"Deal. Books definitely count. You're making something, aren't you?" He glanced over at her and waggled his eyebrows. "So long as you record the adventures I'm happy to find the lore. Or whatever."
Shrugging one shoulder, he looked back at the study. "I don't think knowledge will ever go out of style. And most folks around here are just desperate for some sense of direction." Grimacing, he faced front again, heading for the stairs.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
