{"id":3599,"date":"2018-05-18T00:00:54","date_gmt":"2018-05-18T04:00:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3599"},"modified":"2018-05-17T18:13:10","modified_gmt":"2018-05-17T22:13:10","slug":"thirty-eight-02-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3599","title":{"rendered":"Thirty-eight &#8211; 02"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>[This post is from Thom&#8217;s point of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>He watched in silence as she walked away, back toward the cluster of their companions. O\u2019Credne wasn\u2019t among them, he noted, not yet, though Finn suspected it would only be a matter of time before their longtime friend showed up. He always seemed to be there when they needed him, no matter what the cost.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Finn turned toward the coast, watching the clouds in the distance. A chill crept down his spine and the urge to turn away grew stronger, strong enough that he found himself beginning to do just that before he caught himself, forced himself to make an about-face to stare at those clouds again.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s not natural.<em> He knew it to the marrow of his bones, but there was no proof. <\/em>But then, there never is.<\/p>\n<p><em>He lingered, watching it for a second longer before he finally allowed himself to head for his wife\u2019s war council. There was a map spread out on a board they\u2019d balanced over a stump and she was pointing out a few points on it, her voice low as she conferred with some of the senior warleaders among the clans that had sworn to her. Behind her was C\u00edar, blind eyes oriented toward his sister, the fingers of one hand buried in the fur of the wolf at his side. Finn skirted around the edge of the group, careful not to distract her, then came to the log where C\u00edar sat.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u201cThere\u2019s a storm coming,\u201d C\u00edar murmured as Finn settled next to him. The druid\u2019s fingers briefly tightened in his lupine companion\u2019s fur. \u201cI can feel it.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u201cAye,\u201d Finn said in a low voice, watching Brigh\u00edd. This was one of those situations where he thought she was in her element, though he could sense her worry. Something about <\/em>this<em> enemy had her more concerned than any other ever had.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u201cIt\u2019s because of her,\u201d C\u00edar said. \u201cThe enemy. One of her allies has the power of the storms. We will have to find a way to counter it, brother.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>Finn winced. \u201cHave you told her?\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>\u201cNo,\u201d C\u00edar said. \u201cShe doesn\u2019t need to worry about it. You and I\u2014we will find a way to counter it. You and I, brother. No one else. That\u2019s our task and we cannot fail.\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[This post is from Thom&#8217;s point of view.] He watched in silence as she walked away, back toward the cluster of their companions. 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