{"id":254293,"date":"2013-09-28T13:45:37","date_gmt":"2013-09-28T13:45:37","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2013\/09\/28\/superwood-story-bit-so-i-apparently-wrote\/"},"modified":"2013-09-28T13:45:37","modified_gmt":"2013-09-28T13:45:37","slug":"superwood-story-bit-so-i-apparently-wrote","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2013\/09\/28\/superwood-story-bit-so-i-apparently-wrote\/","title":{"rendered":"SuperWood Story Bit &#8211; So I apparently wrote Jack\/Ianto?"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/jazzforthecaptain.tumblr.com\/post\/62485736637\/superwood-story-bit-so-i-apparently-wrote-jack-ianto\" class=\"tumblr_blog\" target=\"_blank\">jazzforthecaptain<\/a>:<\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p><strong>Morning in the Hub<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>(Takes place not long after Adam, 2008)<\/em><\/p>\n<p>&#8211;<\/p>\n<p>When Jack slept, for as long as he could remember, there were nightmares. Sometimes they came soft-footed with velvet fangs; sometimes they screamed and bled. Jack knew his dreams were just the product of an overtaxed brain, holding more memories and more years than a human brain was built to contain. He didn\u2019t know what would happen if it ever reached a load limit, but it hadn\u2019t happened yet. They even offered their own strange comfort, for in them he fought and failed and mourned in a way he could nowhere else.<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019d be a stretch to call them welcome, but when they stopped coming, Jack worried. Well, not so much stopped altogether, as stopped reaching him.<\/p>\n<p>The shift also coincided with a new, equally troubling fixture in Jack\u2019s dreams. The stranger. The man. He introduced himself as \u2018Castiel,\u2019 and claimed to be an angel.<\/p>\n<p>Of the <em>Lord.<\/em><\/p>\n<p><a href=\"http:\/\/jazzforthecaptain.tumblr.com\/post\/62485736637\/superwood-story-bit-so-i-apparently-wrote-jack-ianto\" target=\"_blank\">Read More<\/a><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>jazzforthecaptain: Morning in the Hub (Takes place not long after Adam, 2008) &#8211; When Jack slept, for as long as he could remember, there were nightmares. Sometimes they came soft-footed with velvet fangs; sometimes they screamed and bled. Jack knew his dreams were just the product of an overtaxed brain, holding more memories and more &hellip; <\/p>\n<p class=\"link-more\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/2013\/09\/28\/superwood-story-bit-so-i-apparently-wrote\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;SuperWood Story Bit &#8211; So I apparently wrote Jack\/Ianto?&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[4736,25019],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/254293"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=254293"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/254293\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=254293"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=254293"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.merindab.com\/private\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=254293"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}