{"id":2970,"date":"2016-09-02T00:00:51","date_gmt":"2016-09-02T04:00:51","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=2970"},"modified":"2016-09-01T21:07:44","modified_gmt":"2016-09-02T01:07:44","slug":"thirty-nine-05-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=2970","title":{"rendered":"Thirty-nine – 05"},"content":{"rendered":"

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

\u201cThe drums are closer,\u201d Thom murmured, staring at nothing as Seamus\u2019s smile faded. \u201cI can feel them as much as I can hear them. Is it the same for you?\u201d<\/p>\n

The seer had tilted his head back\u2014probably not what J.T. would have wanted him to do, but Seamus wasn\u2019t about to tell him to do something else\u2014and he was staring at Seamus, but almost through<\/em> the older man at the same time. There were more questions in that gaze than he cared to think about and the feel of Thom\u2019s eyes on him made Seamus want to shiver.<\/p>\n

There is more than Finn of the Fianna there. I am certain of it.<\/em><\/p>\n

Seamus took a steadying breath, choosing his words carefully as he answered. \u201cI feel them down to my soul,\u201d he said softly. \u201cDown to the marrow of my bones, echoing in the places that were once broken and now no longer are. This is an enemy I have faced before\u2014my heart knows it even if my head either can\u2019t remember or won\u2019t.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCan we beat them?\u201d Thom whispered.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe have to,\u201d Seamus said. \u201cWe don\u2019t have any choice. This is our home. We defend it\u2014you\u2019ve said it yourself.\u201d<\/p>\n

Thom nodded slowly, still holding the balled-up piece of gauze against his nose, looking pale and drawn\u2014and impossibly young. Seamus exhaled a sigh and reached down to squeeze his shoulder.<\/p>\n

\u201cHave faith, old friend,\u201d he murmured. \u201cWe\u2019ll get through it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe have to,\u201d Thom said, his voice distant. \u201cWe\u2019ve seen so much that hasn\u2019t happened yet.\u201d His eyes closed again. \u201cRight?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRight,\u201d Seamus said softly, his throat tight.<\/p>\n

Nothing is written in stone.<\/em><\/p>\n

The lie tasted like ashes on his tongue, but he said no more.<\/p>\n

They needed the lie, the two of them.<\/p>\n

All of them needed that lie.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

[This post is from Seamus’s point of view.] \u201cThe drums are closer,\u201d Thom murmured, staring at nothing as Seamus\u2019s smile faded. \u201cI can feel them as much as I can hear them. Is it the same for you?\u201d The seer … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[124,217,14],"tags":[150,171,170,149,148,159,168,147,165,158,146],"class_list":["post-2970","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-book-5","category-chapter-39-book-5","category-story","tag-awakenings","tag-fantasy","tag-fiction","tag-original-fiction","tag-post-apocalyptic","tag-seamus-vaughan","tag-serial","tag-serial-fiction","tag-story","tag-thom-ambrose","tag-web-fiction"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1EBlN-LU","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2970","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=2970"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2970\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2971,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2970\/revisions\/2971"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=2970"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=2970"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=2970"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}