{"id":3520,"date":"2018-02-28T00:00:24","date_gmt":"2018-02-28T05:00:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3520"},"modified":"2018-03-01T18:20:44","modified_gmt":"2018-03-01T23:20:44","slug":"thirty-three-06-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3520","title":{"rendered":"Thirty-three – 07"},"content":{"rendered":"

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

My heart fluttered in the cage of my ribs like a trapped bird. Lin tugged at my braid and I shook myself, sucking in a breath. Steady. Breathe. Focus.<\/em> \u201cOkay,\u201d I said. \u201cThen I guess that\u2019s where we need to start.\u201d<\/p>\n

Matt watched me for a second before he cleared his throat. \u201cHer wound isn\u2019t healing properly. That\u2019s where this kind of started. She told me when we took that walk while they were starting to dress the deer.\u201d My brother glanced down at his hands, sighing quietly. \u201cShe\u2019d been keeping it a secret\u2014afraid to worry me, I guess.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWorry you more, you mean,\u201d I said quietly. He smiled ruefully and nodded.<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, I guess that\u2019s more accurate, isn\u2019t it?\u201d He stretched a little, gaze drifting away from me and toward the fire. \u201cI just\u2014I hate it when she hurts, that\u2019s all.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat comes as part of the territory,\u201d I murmured, watching him.<\/p>\n

Matt nodded. \u201cI guess so. Anyway. We were out behind the rubble, talking, and Jay and Leinth caught up with us there.\u201d He blew out a breath. \u201cSomething\u2019s been talking to Jay.\u201d He stopped, then corrected, \u201cSomeone.\u201d<\/p>\n

My heart\u2014which had started to settle down\u2014started pounding again, too fast and too hard. \u201cWho?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cPersephone,\u201d Matt said quietly. \u201cIt\u2019s been going on for a little while now, I guess. She\u2019s alive but she needs his help before they drain her dry or something. I don\u2019t really completely understand all of it. I just know that he asked Hecate for her help because Persephone was her friend then\u2014mine, too, I guess, if we\u2019re honest about it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou mean C\u00edar\u2019s.\u201d<\/p>\n

He nodded, getting up to take the kettle off the fire. \u201cYeah. Well, you knew what I meant anyway.\u201d<\/p>\n

I nodded. \u201cWhat does it mean?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIt means that there\u2019s another ally out there if we can get to them before it\u2019s too late,\u201d Matt said as he filled the coffee press. \u201cOf course, it probably means more trouble, too, but at least it\u2019s good coming with the bad, right?\u201d<\/p>\n

A shiver crept down my spine. \u201cWas that all?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cIs it ever?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n

He managed a weak smile and got the mugs ready. \u201cThen why should this time be any different?\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] My heart fluttered in the cage of my ribs like a trapped bird. Lin tugged at my braid and I shook myself, sucking in a breath. Steady. Breathe. Focus. \u201cOkay,\u201d I said. … 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":[240,284,14],"tags":[150,171,170,152,181,149,148,168,147,165,200,146],"class_list":["post-3520","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-book-6","category-chapter-33-book-6","category-story","tag-awakenings","tag-fantasy","tag-fiction","tag-marin-astoris","tag-matthew-astoris","tag-original-fiction","tag-post-apocalyptic","tag-serial","tag-serial-fiction","tag-story","tag-thomas-merlin-ambrose","tag-web-fiction"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1EBlN-UM","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3520","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=3520"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3520\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3523,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3520\/revisions\/3523"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3520"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3520"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3520"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}