{"id":1172,"date":"2012-04-09T00:00:46","date_gmt":"2012-04-09T04:00:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=1172"},"modified":"2012-04-09T10:44:49","modified_gmt":"2012-04-09T14:44:49","slug":"autumn-chapter-6-12","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=1172","title":{"rendered":"Autumn – Chapter 6 – 12"},"content":{"rendered":"

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I yelled, starting to go after him.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>J.T. caught my arm and jerked me back.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cStay on this side,\u201d he shouted as the screams began; the Greys had started to throw themselves at the ward-lines again.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cYou cross that now and they\u2019ll tear you apart.\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cBut Phelan\u2014\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cYou can\u2019t help him now!\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n


\n<\/span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cThere must be a thousand of them,\u201d I murmured.\u00a0 <\/span>The voice I heard was not my own, the skin I wore was unfamiliar and yet familiar all at once.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>Silver trinkets woven to my dark, reddish hair clinked softly against each other as I shook my head slowly, hand tightening around the haft of my great boar-spear.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cIt\u2019s too many.\u201d<\/span><\/em><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cThere\u2019s no choice,\u201d a voice whispered at my elbow.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>My brother\u2019s voice, I knew by instinct, though he didn\u2019t sound like Matthew.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>A wave of irritation washed through me.<\/span><\/span><\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cI know there\u2019s no choice,\u201d I snapped, then glared down at him, eyes narrowing.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>The figure wrapped in brown was solid, though leaner than I, and green-blue eyes filmed over by white gleamed from the depths of a hood.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>My voice dropped.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cHead for the back, Ciar.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>It\u2019s too dangerous and I have already lost you once.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>I will not stand to lose you again, brother.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>His chin lifted for a moment, as if those blind-seeming eyes were searching my face, until he finally nodded.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cGods walk with you, my sister, my chieftain.\u201d<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>He touched my face gently before he turned and withdrew.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>A shaggy hound\u2014more wolf than dog\u2014detached from my side and trotted after him.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>The men behind us parted to let them pass.<\/span><\/span><\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I stepped forward, clear of the line of warriors.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>It was a ragged force of perhaps a hundred or a hundred and fifty, warriors and hunters, two dozen bowmen\u2014that was all I had to face the host before us, waiting for us to come sweeping down from the high, wooded place where we had camped and waited for them.<\/span><\/span><\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span><\/em>Five-score against a thousand.\u00a0 <\/span>Five-score and Phelan\u2019s men, and Finn\u2019s, should they arrive in time.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I took a deep breath and lifted my spear.<\/em><\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201c<\/span><\/em>Haghaidh fola agus t\u00edr!\u00a0 <\/em><\/span>Haghaidh imbolg<\/span>!\u201d<\/span><\/em><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>My men roared the battle cry back at me.<\/span><\/span><\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>My heart began to beat faster, my voice rising.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201c<\/span><\/em>Haghaidh fola agus t\u00edr!\u00a0 <\/em><\/span>Haghaidh imbolg<\/span>!\u201d<\/span><\/em><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Spears rattled, men shouted.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>A few voices yelled different oaths; one reached my ears, one rarely heard that left me heartened and shaken all at once.<\/span><\/span><\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201c<\/span><\/em>Le haghaidh an taoiseach, do bhean Brighid! <\/em>\u00a0<\/span>Haghaidh imbolg<\/span>!\u201d<\/em><\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 I swallowed.\u00a0 <\/em><\/span>For the chieftain.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>For Brighid.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>For <\/span>me.<\/em><\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I lifted the spear one last time.\u00a0 <\/span>\u201c<\/span><\/em>Haghaidh imbolg<\/span>!\u201d<\/span><\/em><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Somewhere to my left, I heard a faint echo of our cry.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>I grinned a Death\u2019s head grin.<\/span><\/span><\/em>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/em>Perhaps we\u2019ll win the day after all.<\/em><\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I whirled and ran toward the thousand.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>My army poured after me, crying for the blood of our enemies and the honor of our people.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>Our day would not end until the grass was stained red with blood.<\/span><\/em><\/span><\/p>\n


\n<\/span>\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>My vision cleared.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>J.T. was still gripping my arm.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>The vision couldn\u2019t have lasted more than a few seconds.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>I looked past the curtain of Greys toward where Vammatar had been standing, ready to shake off J.T.\u2019s grip and run to help Phelan if he needed it.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Vammatar was gone.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>So was Phelan.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cWhat the\u2014where did they go?\u201d<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>I clawed at J.T.\u2019s arm.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cJay, they\u2019re <\/span>gone<\/span><\/em>!\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>He startled, too, and his gaze swept over the ground beyond the lines.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>He shook his head.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cThey must have backed over the edge.\u201d<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>His muscles bunched beneath my fingers.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cLook sharp,\u201d he said, jerking his chin toward the ward-lines.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cThey\u2019re pressing.\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>The invisible barrier that was the lines was starting to warp and bow.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Shit.<\/em><\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>A cry went up to our left, coupled with a snapping sound I felt more than heard.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>I darted past J.T., running toward the sound, toward the point where the Greys were pouring through a gap in the line.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>It was Drew and Rory\u2019s section, and I could hear them shouting amidst the howls of the Greys.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>A litany of curses ran non-stop through my brain as I laid about wildly with a staff I barely knew how to use.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cDrew!\u201d<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>I shouted over the din.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cRory!\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>A Grey plowed into my side and bounced off.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>Frost rimed my jeans and my arm felt like it had been engulfed in frigid fire.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>My fingers convulsed.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I didn\u2019t drop the staff.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>A strange, deadly calm washed through me as I pivoted on the leg that wasn\u2019t half-numbed from the impact.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>The staff moved like it was an extension of my body, of me, and it sluiced sideways, quicker than I ever thought I was capable of moving.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>I caught the Grey over where its ear should have been.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Its skull caved in like a rotten piece of fruit.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Part of me felt like I should be puking on the corpse.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>The other part urged me to <\/span>keep moving damn it all<\/span><\/em>.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I listened to the latter, plunging through the narrow tide of Greys washing into camp.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cMarin!\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I reached Rory first.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>He pointed to a spot on the line.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cThey managed to knock it out of true!<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>Can<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>you fix it?\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cI don\u2019t know!\u201d<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>If I try, I\u2019ll be vulnerable to attack every second I\u2019m working on it.\u00a0 <\/span>No idea how long it could take, if it worked at all.<\/span><\/em>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cWe need to hold them here!\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cEasier said than done,\u201d Rory snapped, his staff coming down on the head of another Grey, which stumbled back but didn\u2019t go down.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I dropped low and cut its legs out from under it, then whipped the tip of my staff at its head.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>The Grey went still.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I wasn\u2019t even breaking a sweat.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>That terrified me.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>I didn\u2019t feel anything except for a terrible, terrible calm.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Rory glanced at me as he tripped up another Grey.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cAre you all right?\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cNo,\u201d I whispered, though he couldn\u2019t hear it.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cNo, I\u2019m not okay.\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I threw myself toward a knot of Greys anyhow, catching a glimpse of Drew at the heart of the melee in this section.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Settle down, settle down.\u00a0 <\/span>Trust your instincts.<\/span><\/em><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Even if you don\u2019t know where they\u2019re coming from.<\/span><\/em><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>But I did.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>It was the woman I\u2019d seen in the vision\u2014the woman I\u2019d <\/span>been<\/span><\/em> in the vision.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>Touching J.T. must have had a strange effect on me.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>I\u2019d never really seen anything like that before.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I hoped I wouldn\u2019t again.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>In the middle of a fight wasn\u2019t the best time to start believing in past lives.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Well, not your <\/span>own<\/span><\/em> past lives.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cDrew!\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I made a path for myself through the mob.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>A few more Greys went down before they began to scatter before me.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>Drew bettered one before it got a few steps deeper into camp, but two more ducked past, headed for our secondary lines.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Oh god.\u00a0 <\/span>Please be ready for them.<\/span><\/em><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Thom had insisted on being on the second line.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>There had been no dissuading him.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>I prayed he knew what he was getting into.<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cI\u2019m okay,\u201d Drew called to me.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cI\u2019ve got this, it\u2019s okay.\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cObviously not.\u201d<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>I knocked a Grey sprawling only to have another pop up in its place.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cWe need to hold the line!\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cSealing it would be better!<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>Where\u2019s Phelan?\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>Words stuck in my throat and I choked on them.\u00a0<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cI don\u2019t know,\u201d I managed to say, closing in on him.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>\u201cI think we\u2019re on our own.\u201d<\/span><\/span>
\n\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 <\/span>The idea frightened me, though not as badly as the prospect of Phelan\u2019s death.<\/span>\u00a0 <\/span>He could already be dead or dying down there in the ravine, locked in mortal combat with Vammatar.<\/span><\/span>
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