{"id":3896,"date":"2019-03-08T00:00:29","date_gmt":"2019-03-08T05:00:29","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3896"},"modified":"2019-03-08T00:00:29","modified_gmt":"2019-03-08T05:00:29","slug":"twelve-04-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=3896","title":{"rendered":"Twelve &#8211; 04"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>[This post is from Matt&#8217;s point of view.]<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Matt lifted his hand in greeting as the rider grew closer, stepping clear of the gates, out into the field beyond\u2014not far, only a few steps, but far enough.  Phelan stayed behind in the shadows of the gates, watching.  If Hecate came any closer, Matt didn\u2019t see it.<\/p>\n<p>The rider lifted his hand in return, mount slowing from a gallop to a canter, then a jog, and finally a walk as it crossed the last hundred yards coming up to the killing fields.  He reined up and dismounted a few dozen yards shy of Matt, leading his horse toward the open gate.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHail and well met, brother,\u201d Daegan greeted.  His accent had faded over the centuries\u2014but all of theirs had.  \u201cI confess I didn\u2019t expect you to be here to greet me.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Matt smiled weakly.  \u201cWe caught the whistles at breakfast.  Thought maybe I should come see what\u2019s what.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Daegan nodded, looking past him to Gideon, already on his way from the watchtower to the gates.  Hecate was trailing behind the huntsman, her lips pressed into a thin line.  Matt\u2019s stomach twisted.<\/p>\n<p>Does she sense something I don\u2019t?<\/p>\n<p>He couldn\u2019t be sure without asking.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cSir,\u201d Daegan greeted Gideon with a fist pounded against his breast and a brief nod, one that Gideon returned.  The rider wasted no time in reporting.  \u201cThere is a mass of dirae massing to the northeast of here.  I didn\u2019t stop to count them, but they were numerous enough that I turned and came back immediately.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cJust dirae?\u201d Hecate asked, her face pale as she stopped just behind Gideon, peering around his shoulder to watch Daegan.  \u201cYou didn\u2019t see anyone leading them?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Daegan hesitated.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOut with it,\u201d Gideon said, his voice commanding, though not unkind.  \u201cEven if it\u2019s speculation.  Tell us what you saw.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cBig,\u201d Daegan said.  \u201cHe was big, in a dark cloak.  I didn\u2019t get a good look and I wasn\u2019t close.\u201d  He glanced at Matt, at Hecate, then past her toward Phelan, who\u2019d taken a few steps out of the shadow of the gates.  \u201cHe had a smaller figure with him, too, in gray.  A woman, I think.\u201d  He shook his head.  \u201cBut I\u2019m not sure.  I can\u2019t be sure.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>[This post is from Matt&#8217;s point of view.] Matt lifted his hand in greeting as the rider grew closer, stepping clear of the gates, out into the field beyond\u2014not far, only a few steps, but far enough. 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