{"id":21311,"date":"2013-11-09T07:37:37","date_gmt":"2013-11-09T07:37:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/11\/09\/wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she-53\/"},"modified":"2013-11-09T07:37:37","modified_gmt":"2013-11-09T07:37:37","slug":"wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she-53","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/11\/09\/wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she-53\/","title":{"rendered":"“Wake up,” Summer murmurs in Mordred’s ear. She kisses his cheek. “I’ve brought you breakfast, fy nhariad.”"},"content":{"rendered":"

sirmordred-thedruid<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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iamthefirechild<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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xregicide-deactivated20140812<\/a>:<\/p>\n

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\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 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

She holds to him for a little while longer, as the foreign pain dwindles. At last the fire burns low, and she lifts a finger to it, causing it to blaze up again. The action seems to return some life to her. \u201cWe should eat, and sleep.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0\u00a0H<\/strong>e nods in agreement, running his hand through her hair. \u201cI\u2019ll get you some blankets before I go find some game,\u201d he tells her, getting up gently and heading to the horses, pulling out blankets and placing them around her. \u201cI\u2019ll be back soon.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

“You said you wouldn’t leave me,” she mutters, but it’s halfhearted at best. Probably they should have hunted on the road, but she’d felt hurried, and so they had not, and now obviously it was too late. “Be careful.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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 She holds to him for a little while longer, as the foreign pain dwindles. At last the fire burns low, and she … Continue reading “Wake up,” Summer murmurs in Mordred’s ear. She kisses his cheek. “I’ve brought you breakfast, fy nhariad.”<\/span> →<\/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\/21311"}],"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=21311"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21311\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=21311"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=21311"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=21311"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}