full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun was seated at his pottery wheel. On it, a piece of clay was between his hands. Kicking every once in a while at the base, his fingers pinched and prodded and shaped the wet clay. Under his careful manipulations, it began to take shape as a tall, thin necked vase.
As Sam spoke up, however, the potter twitched. His careful work was disrupted as he pushed the vase too much and the neck sealed itself. Groaning, he let the wheel rumble to a halt.
Only then did he look up at his his fellow Ascended. "What do you need?" Amun's voice came out in a carefully neutral tone, but he found himself scowling at the redhead. Standing up, the potter folded his arms across his chest. It smeared clay on the apron and on his shirtsleeves, but he was splattered pretty much from head to toe with the stuff and covered with paint to boot, so he didn't care much.
In one corner of the room was a carefully made cot with a locked chest at the foot of it. The shelves were lined with finished pieces, while a workstation in another corner had numerous shapes in various stages of completion. There were a few stools around the workstation. A kiln was opposite the workstation, and the wheel was in the center of it all.
As Sam spoke up, however, the potter twitched. His careful work was disrupted as he pushed the vase too much and the neck sealed itself. Groaning, he let the wheel rumble to a halt.
Only then did he look up at his his fellow Ascended. "What do you need?" Amun's voice came out in a carefully neutral tone, but he found himself scowling at the redhead. Standing up, the potter folded his arms across his chest. It smeared clay on the apron and on his shirtsleeves, but he was splattered pretty much from head to toe with the stuff and covered with paint to boot, so he didn't care much.
In one corner of the room was a carefully made cot with a locked chest at the foot of it. The shelves were lined with finished pieces, while a workstation in another corner had numerous shapes in various stages of completion. There were a few stools around the workstation. A kiln was opposite the workstation, and the wheel was in the center of it all.
amun
