{"id":3438,"date":"2017-12-13T00:00:24","date_gmt":"2017-12-13T05:00:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3438"},"modified":"2017-12-12T20:16:34","modified_gmt":"2017-12-13T01:16:34","slug":"twenty-eight-06-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3438","title":{"rendered":"Twenty-eight – 06"},"content":{"rendered":"

[This post is from J.T.’s point of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n

Leinth watched his face for a few seconds, then spoke, her voice still quiet. \u201cSomething happened there.\u201d<\/p>\n

J.T. startled slightly, glancing toward her. \u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n

She motioned toward the garden, with its once-manicured hedges, broken benches and its fountain with Robin Goodfellow perched in the center. J.T. took a slow breath and nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah. It\u2014it\u2019s a long story.\u201d That was a lie\u2014the story wasn\u2019t that long, but he wasn\u2019t sure he had the energy to tell it. He stared at the remains of the garden and sighed quietly. Had Carolyn\u2019s faery friends returned there at all? He wasn\u2019t sure he wanted to ask, wasn\u2019t sure he wanted to know. Leinth squeezed his shoulder again.<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you all right?\u201d<\/p>\n

He smiled crookedly, nodding. \u201cYeah. Just morbid thoughts, that\u2019s all. I\u2019m fine.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cAre you?\u201d she asked, her voice gently probing. J.T. shook his head, still managing to smile.<\/p>\n

\u201cAs most of us ever get, anyway,\u201d he said, then turned, heading down the hill toward the barrow. \u201cJust thinking, that\u2019s all. Dangerous proposition around here.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cTrue,\u201d she admitted, then smiled herself, falling back into step with him. \u201cVery, very true. This conversation is a prime example of that, I think.\u201d<\/p>\n

J.T. nodded in agreement. \u201cTwisting paths and all that. It\u2019s a tangle.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat\u2019s one way to put it.\u201d<\/p>\n

A pale blue haze hung over the barrow, though J.T. was certain no one else would have seen it beyond a handful of their friends. He took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly. Something had stirred, though what it was, he didn\u2019t know, couldn\u2019t know\u2014not yet.<\/p>\n

\u201cDo you see it?\u201d he asked her softly, lips barely moving.<\/p>\n

Leinth nodded. \u201cAye. I do.\u201d She touched his arm gently. \u201cI can go down alone.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d he said. \u201cNo, together. We go together.\u201d<\/p>\n

With a resolute stride, he walked down the hill, Leinth trailing half a step behind.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

[This post is from J.T.’s point of view.] Leinth watched his face for a few seconds, then spoke, her voice still quiet. \u201cSomething happened there.\u201d J.T. startled slightly, glancing toward her. \u201cWhat?\u201d She motioned toward the garden, with its once-manicured … 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":[240,278,14],"tags":[150,171,170,160,166,149,148,168,147,165,146],"class_list":["post-3438","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-book-6","category-chapter-28-book-6","category-story","tag-awakenings","tag-fantasy","tag-fiction","tag-j-t-mackenzie","tag-leinth","tag-original-fiction","tag-post-apocalyptic","tag-serial","tag-serial-fiction","tag-story","tag-web-fiction"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1EBlN-Ts","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3438","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=3438"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3438\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3439,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3438\/revisions\/3439"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3438"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3438"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3438"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}