full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun smirked, though there still wasn’t much animus behind it. ”Fortunate for you, certainly.” However, the potter very carefully refrained from saying if it was lucky for Adam's pet.
As the other man went on to explain what he'd been thinking of, the Ascended shrugged. "I can teach you to make clay settings for the jewels, yes. Or ceramic beads, which can be threaded on a string with the jewels to make a necklace or a bracelet. Or both." Seeing as it seemed they were heading to the studio, Amun started leading the way there. "If you split the jewelry with me for the party, we'll call it even."
He glanced at Adam. "Might be a good way to die though." With that, the potter turned his attention back to the path that led to his studio. "And I can celebrate without it being a party." He ducked and wove through the crowd, leading them to the much less crowded Domiciles.
As the other man went on to explain what he'd been thinking of, the Ascended shrugged. "I can teach you to make clay settings for the jewels, yes. Or ceramic beads, which can be threaded on a string with the jewels to make a necklace or a bracelet. Or both." Seeing as it seemed they were heading to the studio, Amun started leading the way there. "If you split the jewelry with me for the party, we'll call it even."
He glanced at Adam. "Might be a good way to die though." With that, the potter turned his attention back to the path that led to his studio. "And I can celebrate without it being a party." He ducked and wove through the crowd, leading them to the much less crowded Domiciles.
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