{"id":3225,"date":"2017-05-12T00:00:09","date_gmt":"2017-05-12T04:00:09","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3225"},"modified":"2017-05-11T22:59:05","modified_gmt":"2017-05-12T02:59:05","slug":"ten-08-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3225","title":{"rendered":"Ten – 08"},"content":{"rendered":"

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

\u201cWhat happened?\u201d<\/p>\n

J.T. looked toward Phelan, bracing himself against the doorway. He shook his head slowly, lips thinning. \u201cI saw something. Someone.\u201d<\/p>\n

Matt set down his hammer. \u201cWhat are you talking about, Jay?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cStart at the beginning,\u201d Phelan said. \u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d<\/p>\n

J.T. took a few deep breaths, squeezing his eyes shut. \u201cI\u2019ve been talking to Hecate when I\u2019ve been checking her over. There was something that she said that got me thinking, so today I headed out to the barrow, just to maybe try to center a little and see what I could pick up on. This whole spirit weaver thing, I\u2014I don\u2019t know what to make of it and it\u2019s something I\u2019ve got to sort out one way or another. So I went out there and I\u2019m out there and I\u2019m\u2014I don\u2019t even know what I was trying to do. \u00c9riu was there with me.\u201d He stopped, his lips thinning, then squeezed his eyes shut. \u201cI didn\u2019t really expect anything to happen. I hoped maybe Constance would come or one of the other ghosts. I didn\u2019t expect something like that.\u201d<\/p>\n

Matt\u2019s stomach went hollow. \u201cAre we in danger?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWe never stopped,\u201d J.T. said. \u201cThey\u2019re not far away.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAre they here<\/em>?\u201d<\/p>\n

J.T. shook his head quickly. \u201cNo. No, they\u2019re still licking their wounds and trying to regroup. I wouldn\u2019t be half this calm or taking as much time to explain if they were here. The threat isn’t immediate\u2014not to us, anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWho did you see, Jameson?\u201d Thordin asked, his voice strange. It sent shivers up and down Matt\u2019s spine to hear it, even though he knew Thordin was no threat to anyone in the room. \u201cWho came to see you out there? The Morrigan? A Valkyrie?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPersephone,\u201d J.T. whispered. \u201cShe\u2019s alive and a prisoner and she needs help. She came to me to warn me and ask for my help.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause you\u2019re a spiritweaver,\u201d Phelan murmured. \u201cShe projected.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI have no idea what you\u2019re talking about but sure. Sounds like it. I could tell she wasn\u2019t physically there but it was absolutely real. She<\/em> was absolutely real.\u201d J.T. gulped in another breath, his gaze catching each of them in turn. \u201cAnd she needs our help, whatever we can give\u2014and fast.\u201d<\/p>\n

When it rains, it pours.<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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