{"id":3254,"date":"2017-06-12T00:00:41","date_gmt":"2017-06-12T04:00:41","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3254"},"modified":"2017-06-11T10:27:35","modified_gmt":"2017-06-11T14:27:35","slug":"twelve-07-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3254","title":{"rendered":"Twelve – 07"},"content":{"rendered":"

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

Anselm sighed softly, crossing his arms. \u201cThey don\u2019t know him, Seamus. They know you. You<\/em> are their brother.\u201d<\/p>\n

Seamus shook his head. \u201cHe\u2019s the Ridden Druid reborn. They know him.\u201d<\/p>\n

Anselm fell silent. His lips thinned. The silence lingered long enough that Seamus started counting the heartbeats, hearing each one echo through his head.<\/p>\n

Bloody hellfire and ashes.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cAnselm.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThink about what you just said, Seamus. Then consider how many would understand and believe what you have said about Matthew.\u201d<\/p>\n

An explosive breath escaped his lips and Seamus closed his eyes. There was a part of him that realized that Anselm was right, that some of the Hunt would find it difficult to fathom what he knew was true, that souls that he had known in a long-forgotten yesterday had been reborn again in the world they lived in now.<\/p>\n

And yet they can accept that some of us have lived for thousands upon thousands of years as part of an ancient group of soldiers.<\/em><\/p>\n

He sighed.<\/p>\n

Anselm put his hand on his shoulder and squeezed. \u201cYou have to be the one to explain all of this to them, Seamus. Besides, if it\u2019s Matthew, they\u2019ll think it\u2019s some kind of trick, that she\u2019s somehow ensorcelled him to say the words. It has to be you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBloody hellfire and ashes,\u201d Seamus muttered, knuckling his eyes. \u201cI\u2019m trying to break free of that existence and all everything seems to be doing is sucking me back toward it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFate plays her hand carefully,\u201d Anselm said, then smiled ruefully as he caught sight of the glare Seamus shot in his direction. \u201cI don\u2019t mean that she intends for you to be a part of the Hunt again, Seamus. Don\u2019t take it that way. But we are<\/em> in your blood\u2014I fear we always will be. You don\u2019t ride with us for as long as you did\u2014you don\u2019t lead<\/em> for as long as you did\u2014without a mark being left behind on your psyche and your soul.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll talk to them,\u201d Seamus said.<\/p>\n

\u201cIt will help,\u201d Anselm said.<\/p>\n

Seamus simply nodded. Anselm squeezed his shoulder again before he turned away and headed back to the Hunt\u2019s camp, leaving Seamus alone with his thoughts once more.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

[This post is from Seamus’s point of view.] Anselm sighed softly, crossing his arms. \u201cThey don\u2019t know him, Seamus. They know you. You are their brother.\u201d Seamus shook his head. \u201cHe\u2019s the Ridden Druid reborn. They know him.\u201d Anselm fell … 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":[240,254,14],"tags":[178,150,171,170,149,148,159,168,147,165,146,195],"class_list":["post-3254","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-book-6","category-chapter-12-book-6","category-story","tag-anselm","tag-awakenings","tag-fantasy","tag-fiction","tag-original-fiction","tag-post-apocalyptic","tag-seamus-vaughan","tag-serial","tag-serial-fiction","tag-story","tag-web-fiction","tag-wild-hunt"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1EBlN-Qu","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3254","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=3254"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3254\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3255,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3254\/revisions\/3255"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3254"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3254"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3254"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}