my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Amun froze as Sunjata revealed the task Frey had laid before him. For a moment, the potter's lips twisted into a snarl. Then, though, he let out a breath in a sigh and shook his head. "Dude, seriously? Samuel just died and you're asking..." Voice trailing off, his gaze trailed to the pages he'd written.
Shrugging one shoulder, he slipped another bracelet off. "Sure, fine, if it comes up." Not looking at the Flood, the Ascended activated his upgrade; the metal circles in his hands began to twist and climb, twining around one another.
"Sometimes you have to let people take out their anger on you so the relationship can begin to heal. Like draining a wound." Hunching over, he continued to direct the metal in his hands, adding a little bit more to his budding creation. With his free hand, he grabbed the glue, flipping his papers over and coating their backsides with it.
Shrugging one shoulder, he slipped another bracelet off. "Sure, fine, if it comes up." Not looking at the Flood, the Ascended activated his upgrade; the metal circles in his hands began to twist and climb, twining around one another.
"Sometimes you have to let people take out their anger on you so the relationship can begin to heal. Like draining a wound." Hunching over, he continued to direct the metal in his hands, adding a little bit more to his budding creation. With his free hand, he grabbed the glue, flipping his papers over and coating their backsides with it.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
