{"id":4020,"date":"2019-07-10T00:00:05","date_gmt":"2019-07-10T04:00:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=4020"},"modified":"2019-07-11T20:50:49","modified_gmt":"2019-07-12T00:50:49","slug":"ninteen-01","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/awakenings.embklitzke.com\/?p=4020","title":{"rendered":"Ninteen – 01"},"content":{"rendered":"

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

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Sleep eluded him, and he could feel the weight of Leinth\u2019s stare settled on him even as he lay in their bed, his eyes closed.\u00a0 She sat in a corner, needle and thread in hand, working on something\u2014he wasn\u2019t sure what.\u00a0 Seamus finally opened his eyes, staring at the ceiling.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou should be sleeping,\u201d Leinth said, her tone mildly chiding.\u00a0 \u201cWhat\u2019s the matter?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cI can\u2019t,\u201d he said, then sighed.\u00a0 \u201cI\u2019ve been trying for\u2014how long has it been since we got back here?\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cHour and a half, maybe,\u201d Leinth said, still not looking up from her sewing. \u201cYou seem restless.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cThat\u2019s one way to put it,\u201d he murmured.\u00a0 \u201cI would love to sleep, but I\u2019m too awake for it.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou realize that sounds absurd.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cAbsolutely.\u201d\u00a0 He closed his eyes for a moment.\u00a0 \u201cBut that doesn\u2019t make it any less true.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Leinth stayed silent for a few seconds, then set aside her sewing and came over to the bed, settling down on the edge of it.\u00a0 She reached down, her fingers gently combing through his hair, and he opened his eyes to look up at her. He smiled faintly.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cTell me everything\u2019s going to be okay,\u201d he whispered. \u201cLie to me a little bit.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cYou don\u2019t know it\u2019s a lie.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 He just smiled sadly at her and she sighed, looking down.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cIt\u2019s going to be okay,\u201d she whispered in response.\u00a0 \u201cIt won\u2019t be a lie.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 \u201cOkay,\u201d Seamus said.\u00a0 \u201cI believe you.\u201d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Even that was a lie, no matter how badly he wanted to believe her\u2014how badly he hoped it would be true.\u00a0 Perhaps that was why he couldn\u2019t sleep.\u00a0 Perhaps he was worried the dreams would come again.\u00a0 If he were honest, he\u2019d been having dreams about what he knew would come soon for years\u2014decades.\u00a0 He had known something would shift.\u00a0 He had known a reckoning would come.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Still, he worried.\u00a0 It was all he could really do.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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