{"id":2868,"date":"2016-05-23T00:00:13","date_gmt":"2016-05-23T04:00:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=2868"},"modified":"2016-05-22T23:30:13","modified_gmt":"2016-05-23T03:30:13","slug":"thirty-two-05-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=2868","title":{"rendered":"Thirty-two – 05"},"content":{"rendered":"

[This post is from Thordin’s point\u00a0of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n

Thordin watched the metal shift slowly from a dull orange closer toward bright white, shifting his weight every so often to pump the bellows, adding oxygen to the flames, fanning them to greater heat. It was an old, familiar rhythm that he\u2019d hoped would take his mind off his friend.<\/p>\n

It wasn\u2019t working, but working at least helped the time pass.<\/p>\n

He didn\u2019t hear Phelan enter, but he did see him out of the corner of his eye and shook his head slightly.<\/p>\n

\u201cIf you\u2019ve come here to talk about your sister\u2019s cockamamie plan\u2014\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAh, so she\u2019s gotten to you, too.\u201d Phelan sighed, shaking his head and stepping in out of the spring sunshine. The Taliesin leaned his staff up against the wall near the door and sat down on one of the benches, reaching for a sword and a whetstone. \u201cI don\u2019t know what she\u2019s thinking.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe\u2019s not, not really\u2014not clearly.\u201d Thordin straightened, looking at him with a slight frown. \u201cBut I think she\u2019s dead-set on this. How are you going to stop her?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ve never been able to stop her from doing anything in my life,\u201d Phelan said, staring at the sword resting across his knees. \u201cWhat makes you think that I\u2019ll be able to do it this time?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe because it\u2019s a matter of life and death?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat has never<\/em> made a difference before and I really don\u2019t think it\u2019s going to now.\u201d<\/p>\n

Thordin stared at him. \u201cAre you going to sit there and tell me that you\u2019re not going to do anything to stop your sister from going out there and probably getting herself killed?\u201d<\/p>\n

Phelan looked up. \u201cI\u2019ve already done several things, including telling her that I think she\u2019s carrying this too far.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI assume she didn\u2019t take it well.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cShe never does.\u201d Phelan started honing the blade, his expression grim. \u201cI love my sister, Thordin, but I can\u2019t control her. She\u2019s a grown woman who probably won\u2019t learn her lesson this time until I let her make a mistake.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAnd if it gets someone killed?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m hoping it won\u2019t get that far.\u201d<\/p>\n

Thordin shook his head. \u201cAnd if it does?\u201d<\/p>\n

Phelan winced. \u201cThen the fates and powers forgive me for not being strong enough to stop her myself.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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