{"id":21371,"date":"2013-11-08T08:01:23","date_gmt":"2013-11-08T08:01:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/11\/08\/wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she-58\/"},"modified":"2013-11-08T08:01:23","modified_gmt":"2013-11-08T08:01:23","slug":"wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she-58","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/11\/08\/wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she-58\/","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\/66355782534\/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\/66345361037\/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>She buries her face in her hands. \u201cBecause that\u2019s exactly what I need when I\u2019m in \/Camelot\/, my magic doing something I don\u2019t understand and can\u2019t control.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p><span>\u00a0 \u00a0 \u00a0 \u201c<strong>S<\/strong>ummer, I\u2019m sorry I can\u2019t give you another answer.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p>&#8220;Just &#8212; come over here, and put your arms round me, and tell me you still lov&#8212;&#8221; Her words choke off mid-sentence as a spike of pain seems to drive through her body. She doubles over, clutching her belly, but it&#8217;s not her pain. That faintest edge of detachment remains, and she struggles to deepen it, to separate herself out from the foreign emotion. &#8220;Medraut, <a title=\"I need you\">fi angen i chi<\/a>,&#8221; she gets out, under the weight of it. Everything seems blurry, blood rushing in her ears, and she fears she&#8217;s about to convulse. She hasn&#8217;t had a seizure in a long time, not since she learned to shield; why would she have one now?<\/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 She buries her face in her hands. \u201cBecause that\u2019s exactly what I need when I\u2019m in \/Camelot\/, my magic doing something I &hellip; <a href=\"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/2013\/11\/08\/wake-up-summer-murmurs-in-mordreds-ear-she-58\/\" 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\/21371"}],"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=21371"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/21371\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=21371"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=21371"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.firechildren.net\/lightfire\/iamthefirechild\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=21371"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}