full moon rising on the waters of my soul
At Zidane's impatience, Amun glanced aside. He remained silent for a long while, and when he finally spoke, his words were low and dangerous. ”Rushing into things just gets you injured. Or killed. And then you won't be much use to anyone.” Looking back, his eyes glittered with something dark.
The other man's question elicited a shrug from the potter. Waving the prosthetic vaguely in the air, he found his eyes tracking everyone else in the bar rather than settling on Zidane. "It got crushed. Wasn't healing at all, so I had someone lop it off and make me this thing." With his other hand, he tapped a finger on the metal.
The other man's question elicited a shrug from the potter. Waving the prosthetic vaguely in the air, he found his eyes tracking everyone else in the bar rather than settling on Zidane. "It got crushed. Wasn't healing at all, so I had someone lop it off and make me this thing." With his other hand, he tapped a finger on the metal.
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