{"id":174,"date":"2009-11-27T19:27:13","date_gmt":"2009-11-27T19:27:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/?p=174"},"modified":"2009-11-27T19:27:13","modified_gmt":"2009-11-27T19:27:13","slug":"chapter-68-reaction-to-the-pillar","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/?p=174","title":{"rendered":"Chapter 68: Reaction to the pillar."},"content":{"rendered":"

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The arena shook all around Udo, he could see right down the bridge and the pillar seemed to be an extension of it perfectly aligned, climbing up into the night sky.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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The arena almost gave off a groan, a desire.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You want that don’t you?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Udo spoke aloud to the arena.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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‘What have I done’ Udo thought to himself, and continued meditating.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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–<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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in the capital Polot looked out across the city towards the pillar, it seemed to turn half the sky to day whilst the other half was night, he faced it for it’s full duration, determined not to let such power in his opponents scare him.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n

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Though he realised shortly after that his determination was proof he was indeed afraid. A fact he would keep to himself.<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

The arena shook all around Udo, he could see right down the bridge and the pillar seemed to be an extension of it perfectly aligned, climbing up into the night sky. The arena almost gave off a groan, a desire. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153You want that don’t you?\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Udo spoke aloud to the arena. ‘What have I done’ […]<\/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-174","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\/174","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=174"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/174\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":175,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/174\/revisions\/175"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=174"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=174"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sophiehoulden.com\/writings\/fair\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=174"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}