{"id":21297,"date":"2013-11-09T09:37:08","date_gmt":"2013-11-09T09:37:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/11\/09\/wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she-49\/"},"modified":"2013-11-09T09:37:08","modified_gmt":"2013-11-09T09:37:08","slug":"wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she-49","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/11\/09\/wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she-49\/","title":{"rendered":"&#8220;Wake up,&#8221; Summer murmurs in Mordred&#8217;s ear. She kisses his cheek. &#8220;I&#8217;ve brought you breakfast, fy nhariad.&#8221;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/sirmordred-thedruid.tumblr.com\/post\/66450984273\/wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she-kisses\" class=\"tumblr_blog\">sirmordred-thedruid<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/iamthefirechild.tumblr.com\/post\/66450082103\/wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she-kisses\">iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><a class=\"tumblr_blog\" href=\"http:\/\/xregicide-deactivated20140812.tumblr.com\/post\/66025896965\/wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she\">xregicide-deactivated20140812<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 <strong>M<\/strong>ordred grunts, his eyes fluttering open after a few seconds and he smiles. \u201cGood morning\u201d he mutters, moving into a sitting position \u201cyou didn\u2019t have to.\u201d \u00a0<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><span>&#8220;The other way takes too long, and I\u2019m tired. Can you get me something to put this on?&#8221; The bird is sizzling and the juices are dripping to the forest floor, andd she lets the fire fade away. It makes the night seem a lot colder, suddenly.<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0<strong>H<\/strong>e nods, tearing a piece of material from his clothing, handing it to her. \u201cPlace it on that,\u201d he tells her, sitting down beside her.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>It&#8217;s a silly use of fabric, but again she doesn&#8217;t bother to argue with him, just cuts off a chunk with her dagger and passes it over. She eats in silence, neatly, and drops the bones in the fire when she&#8217;s done. Then she untangles one of the blankets from her shoulders and drapes it over Mordred, cuddling into his side. &#8220;I don&#8217;t know what we&#8217;ll find tomorrow,&#8221; she says softly.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>sirmordred-thedruid: iamthefirechild: xregicide-deactivated20140812: \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 Mordred grunts, his eyes fluttering open after a few seconds and he smiles. \u201cGood morning\u201d he mutters, moving into a sitting position \u201cyou didn\u2019t have to.\u201d \u00a0 &#8220;The other way takes too long, and I\u2019m tired. Can you get me something to put this on?&#8221; The bird is sizzling &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/11\/09\/wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she-49\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">&#8220;Wake up,&#8221; Summer murmurs in Mordred&#8217;s ear. She kisses his cheek. &#8220;I&#8217;ve brought you breakfast, fy nhariad.&#8221;<\/span> <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"ngg_post_thumbnail":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[10,2351,2379,2025],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21297"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=21297"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21297\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=21297"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=21297"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=21297"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}