full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Well, Wessex listed off a bunch of creatures that Amun had never heard of and he gave her a curious look. ”I don’t know what any of those are.” Then she asked him more about the undead and he gave her a lazy shrug. ”Dunno really. I never encountered one. But from what I heard they could be destroyed. Either through specific methods or just a shitton of force. I can’t really say if it’s killing or not, since they’re already dead?” He shrugged again, not really invested in the conversation. ”Yeah, yeah Amalia already gave me the spiel. I cried, and raged against the heavens, and now I’m over it.” That wasn’t exactly how it went down, but it was close enough. However, he perked up at Wessex’s comment about The Voice. ”Wait. Do you think The Voice actually has that power?” He couldn’t help the hope from creeping into his voice.
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