{"id":158,"date":"2009-11-27T19:18:04","date_gmt":"2009-11-27T19:18:04","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/?p=158"},"modified":"2009-11-27T19:18:04","modified_gmt":"2009-11-27T19:18:04","slug":"chapter-61-return-to-the-storm-part-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/?p=158","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 61: Return to the storm, part 3."},"content":{"rendered":"

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The storm showed no signs of letting up, Aella was pretty sure it would go on forever.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Timon appeared, floating before her.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Aella looked at him but he wouldn’t speak.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Timon… I know I didn’t know you long, but you were a friend…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Timon remained silent.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Timon… why wont you talk to me?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Aella and Timon started to descend, slowly falling out of the storm.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Aella, you have listened to the dead too much, don’t do it anymore.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Aella looked at her hands, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153But, its like they are calling for-\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00e2\u20ac\u0153The dead don’t want to be avenged Aella, they have more than enough company as it is.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Coming out the bottom of the storm, sunlight shone into Aella’s face. She blinked and found herself in a bed, with the woman from earlier sleeping in a chair beside her.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Aella looked at her resting face, ‘How beautiful’ she thought.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The storm showed no signs of letting up, Aella was pretty sure it would go on forever. Timon appeared, floating before her. Aella looked at him but he wouldn’t speak. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Timon… I know I didn’t know you long, but you were a friend…\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Timon remained silent. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Timon… why wont you talk to me?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Aella and […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-158","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/158","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=158"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/158\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":159,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/158\/revisions\/159"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=158"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=158"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=158"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}