my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
As Amalia put out the fire, Amun let out a shaky but relieved sigh. Dropping the practice mace to the ground (it clattered when it hit) he pulled his knees into his chest and hugged them. For a moment, his eyes were still wide and almost unfocused.
At her question, he shook his head, suddenly mute. Taking deep breaths, he finally managed to stutter out a reply. "No I'm fi-fi, I'm n-not hurt." Unable to meet her eyes, he just shook his head again.
Slowly, glacially slowly his panic was easing. "Do-don't apologize. Just scared me. Fire is..." Voice trailing off, he pressed his lips together, hoping he didn't have to explain to her why he reacted as he had.
At her question, he shook his head, suddenly mute. Taking deep breaths, he finally managed to stutter out a reply. "No I'm fi-fi, I'm n-not hurt." Unable to meet her eyes, he just shook his head again.
Slowly, glacially slowly his panic was easing. "Do-don't apologize. Just scared me. Fire is..." Voice trailing off, he pressed his lips together, hoping he didn't have to explain to her why he reacted as he had.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
