{"id":3129,"date":"2017-02-06T00:00:11","date_gmt":"2017-02-06T05:00:11","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3129"},"modified":"2017-02-05T20:02:30","modified_gmt":"2017-02-06T01:02:30","slug":"two-06-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3129","title":{"rendered":"Two – 06"},"content":{"rendered":"

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

The world was still strangely silent as he paused near the Shakespeare Garden, staring down through the mists toward the barrow. From here, it seemed Marin was right; the wards protecting the barrow were intact\u2014at least for now.<\/p>\n

At least they seem like they are from this distance. What are they going to feel like when I get down there, though?<\/em><\/p>\n

He exhaled through his teeth and started down the hill. Something brushed against his cheek. For a second, Phelan\u2019s heart seized before he caught a glimmer of blue and green and brown out of the corner of his eye.<\/p>\n

\u201cLongfellow,\u201d he muttered, shaking his head with a rueful smile. \u201cIt\u2019s not nice to scare me like that.\u201d<\/p>\n

The faery made no reply, though Phelan knew he\u2019d stick close. For a second, he wondered if his presence was Carolyn\u2019s doing, but he discarded the idea quickly. She didn\u2019t have any reason to send any of the faeries out this way, certainly not after him. No one knew he\u2019d left\u2014not so far as he knew.<\/p>\n

Besides, the garden used to be their home. Maybe they\u2019re still trying to reclaim it. Maybe.<\/em><\/p>\n

If they were, he\u2019d take it as a good sign. That was the kind of thing they could certainly all use.<\/p>\n

One hand tightening around the strap of his satchel and the other firmly locked around the carved wood of his staff, Phelan resumed his trek downhill toward the expanse of grass that was the place where his friends had buried their dead nearly a year before.<\/p>\n

If anything, the mists felt thicker as he came to the bottom of the hill, heavier and colder. Something plucked at his senses, pricking at the back of his mind, just elusive enough that he couldn\u2019t quite grasp it.<\/p>\n

A shiver crept down his spine.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ve got a bad feeling about this.<\/em><\/p>\n

He crouched at the edge of the barrow, his hand hovering over the broken earth without quite touching it. His heart beat a little faster.<\/p>\n

Matt\u2019s got good instincts. Smart of him and Marin to come out here to take a look.<\/em> Phelan stared at the open ground for a moment.<\/p>\n

You need to touch it,<\/em> he told himself.<\/p>\n

His hand shook a little as he slowly lowered it toward the turned dirt, bracing himself for whatever might come.<\/p>\n

The sensations hit like a truck.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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