full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun smirked, spirits more than a bit revived by the conversation. ”Well, yes. Hidden was sort of the idea behind it.” The words came out with the barest hint of a wry drawl.
Rapping the knuckles of his left hand against the wood of the table, he gave Zidane an apologetic smile. "As enjoyable as this was, I'm afraid I should probably get going." The potter's smile morphed into a genuine grin. "It was good catching up, though. And I'll see you soon, hopefully." With that, he gave the other man a cheerful wave. Then Amun stood up and made his way out of the VlamVloed. As he dodged through the patrons, he whistled a sea shanty, steps light.
Rapping the knuckles of his left hand against the wood of the table, he gave Zidane an apologetic smile. "As enjoyable as this was, I'm afraid I should probably get going." The potter's smile morphed into a genuine grin. "It was good catching up, though. And I'll see you soon, hopefully." With that, he gave the other man a cheerful wave. Then Amun stood up and made his way out of the VlamVloed. As he dodged through the patrons, he whistled a sea shanty, steps light.
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