{"id":3524,"date":"2018-03-02T00:00:57","date_gmt":"2018-03-02T05:00:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3524"},"modified":"2018-03-01T18:24:32","modified_gmt":"2018-03-01T23:24:32","slug":"thirty-three-08-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3524","title":{"rendered":"Thirty-three – 08"},"content":{"rendered":"

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

\u201cDamn,\u201d I breathed, feeling my stomach sink. A dull pounding was starting to rise behind my eyes and I rubbed at my temple, exhaling quietly. \u201cWhat else, then?\u201d<\/p>\n

He sighed quietly. \u201cI\u2019m not sure how it\u2019s all pieced together.\u201d Matt poured two cups of coffee, handing one of them to me before he settled down with his own. He sat on the ground, against the log I sat on, staring up at nothing for a few seconds, as if collecting his thoughts. \u201cObviously, Persephone\u2019s situation is linked to what we\u2019ve faced out there with Olympium. I think that part goes almost without saying. There\u2019s more to it, though. My gut\u2019s screaming. I don\u2019t think we\u2019ve seen the last of Menhit and Anhur.\u201d He hesitated for a moment. \u201cAnd then there\u2019s Leviathan, who\u2019s due any time now to come make good on his threat. Not sure how we\u2019ve escaped for so long without him showing his mug.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBigger fish to fry, maybe,\u201d I murmured. The thought of Leviathan going after someone else\u2014possibly with an aim to recruiting them to his side as well and meting out consequences for refusal\u2014sent shivers skittering down my spine.<\/p>\n

\u201cI hope not,\u201d Matt said, as if he\u2019d read my thoughts. \u201cThat\u2019s the last thing any of us need\u2014him with more allies or just more blood on his hands. Either way, doesn\u2019t bode well.\u201d He scrubbed a hand over his eyes. \u201cHe\u2019s got a game. I just don\u2019t know what it is.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cThat is also<\/em> the story of our lives,\u201d I said, taking a sip of coffee. \u201cDo you think it\u2019ll do us any good trying to figure out what it is?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDoes it ever?\u201d Matt shook his head. \u201cOnly if it somehow ends up letting us know when something\u2019s about to hit us and at this point, I think that\u2019s anyone\u2019s guess\u2014who\u2019s coming and who\u2019s going to be first<\/em>.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou\u2019re both forgetting something,\u201d J.T.\u2019s voice said, weary. \u201cThere\u2019s Vammatar\u2019s sisters, too.\u201d He slumped down onto the log next to me. \u201cThey\u2019re coming, too\u2014sometime, who knows when\u2014and they\u2019re going to want revenge, too. There\u2019s going to be no quarter given there. I\u2019m more afraid of them than anything else.\u201d<\/p>\n

That reminder shot another shiver down my spine and I caught my lower lip between my teeth.<\/p>\n

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

[This post is from Marin’s point of view.] \u201cDamn,\u201d I breathed, feeling my stomach sink. A dull pounding was starting to rise behind my eyes and I rubbed at my temple, exhaling quietly. \u201cWhat else, then?\u201d He sighed quietly. \u201cI\u2019m … 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":[150,171,170,160,152,181,149,168,147,165,200,146],"class_list":["post-3524","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-j-t-mackenzie","tag-marin-astoris","tag-matthew-astoris","tag-original-fiction","tag-serial","tag-serial-fiction","tag-story","tag-thomas-merlin-ambrose","tag-web-fiction"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p1EBlN-UQ","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3524","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=3524"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3524\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3525,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3524\/revisions\/3525"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=3524"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=3524"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=3524"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}