full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Expression having slipped into something dull, Amun shrugged at Adam’s question. ”It got crushed at Fiat Lux. And getting caught up in everything with the Temple probably didn’t help. It became clear that it wasn’t healing, so I dealt with it.” The potter’s tone was low.
”Wow, what a good idea! If only I had thought of it.” The sarcasm was palpable as the Ascended rolled his eyes. ”Oh wait. I did." He paused, eyes glittering. "She didn’t answer.”
Pointing at the apron, which the other man had completely failed to catch, Amun raised his eyebrows. "So. If you want to get to work on jewelry, put that on, wet your hands in the water bucket, then come to the workstation." Workstation was a generous name for a table with some unworked clay on it, but it would have to do. Hopefully Adam would get to work while the potter cut a few lumps off clay off of a larger block.
”Wow, what a good idea! If only I had thought of it.” The sarcasm was palpable as the Ascended rolled his eyes. ”Oh wait. I did." He paused, eyes glittering. "She didn’t answer.”
Pointing at the apron, which the other man had completely failed to catch, Amun raised his eyebrows. "So. If you want to get to work on jewelry, put that on, wet your hands in the water bucket, then come to the workstation." Workstation was a generous name for a table with some unworked clay on it, but it would have to do. Hopefully Adam would get to work while the potter cut a few lumps off clay off of a larger block.
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