{"id":2949,"date":"2016-08-12T00:00:43","date_gmt":"2016-08-12T04:00:43","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=2949"},"modified":"2016-08-11T17:27:44","modified_gmt":"2016-08-11T21:27:44","slug":"thirty-eight-02-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=2949","title":{"rendered":"Thirty-eight &#8211; 02"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>[This post is from Phelan&#8217;s point of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u201cThere\u2019s something out there.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Phelan forced himself not to jerk toward the unexpected sound of Leinth\u2019s voice. He hadn\u2019t heard her approach, hadn\u2019t sensed her\u2014probably because he\u2019d been so focused on the wards.<\/p>\n<p>Instead, he only nodded.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cIt\u2019s getting closer,\u201d she murmured, coming up alongside him.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cDo you know what it is?\u201d he asked her softly.<\/p>\n<p>Leinth grimaced, crossing her arms tightly against her chest. With a slight start, Phelan realized she\u2019d eschewed her usual cloak for jeans and a linen shirt, looking more like a young soccer mom than an ancient goddess of winter and the night. Around her neck hung a silverwork pendant on a matching chain, an old piece in a style he recognized.<\/p>\n<p><em>Seamus gave that to her. Seamus <\/em>made<em> that for her.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>How long ago?<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u201cYou\u2019re giving me that look,\u201d she said.<\/p>\n<p>Phelan barely suppressed a wince. \u201cIt\u2019s just that you haven\u2019t answered. About what it is.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMostly because you\u2019re giving me that look.\u201d Leinth sighed and shook her head. \u201cIt\u2019s familiar and not in a good way. This said, it could be anything. I\u2019m hoping it\u2019s not Yam back for another shot.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>A shudder wracked him. \u201cWhatever brought him back\u2014or preserved him\u2014probably idn\u2019 thave anything pleasant in mind, did it?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cAssuming it\u2019s anything capable of thought.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Phelan shivered. \u201cI\u2019m not sure if that makes it worse or not.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cour world runs on chaos, Wanderer,\u201d Leinth said, staring at him for a long moment. \u201cThat\u2019s something we need to remember. The moment we set order to something, the universe will try to tear it apart. A known fact.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cMorbid,\u201d Phelan said.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cRealistic,\u201d Leinth corrected. \u201cI assume someone\u2019s already rallying the troops, since you\u2019re still out here.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI sent Marin back,\u201d Phelan said. \u201cShe sensed it, too, before we heard the drums. We both did.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><em>Both let ourselves believe it was nothing.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u201cThey\u2019re getting closer,\u201d Leinth said.<\/p>\n<p>Phelan only nodded.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[This post is from Phelan&#8217;s point of view.] \u201cThere\u2019s something out there.\u201d Phelan forced himself not to jerk toward the unexpected sound of Leinth\u2019s voice. 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