my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Amun just shrugged. "I'll take something over nothing." While Rexanna worked, he idly played with the prosthetic, trying to get used to shifting the metal joints into various positions. However, it (and the silence) eventually grew more painful.
So he dropped his hands into his lap and alternated at staring across the water and up at the moon. Finally, he spoke, the words soft. "So when you're not queening or Ascendeding, what do you like to do?" He glanced over at her briefly before returning his gaze to the water. "I know you're in the Sanctuary, but I have no idea what type of art you like to make."
So he dropped his hands into his lap and alternated at staring across the water and up at the moon. Finally, he spoke, the words soft. "So when you're not queening or Ascendeding, what do you like to do?" He glanced over at her briefly before returning his gaze to the water. "I know you're in the Sanctuary, but I have no idea what type of art you like to make."
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
