{"id":627,"date":"2026-10-23T16:15:50","date_gmt":"2026-10-23T21:15:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/?p=627"},"modified":"2026-10-23T16:10:57","modified_gmt":"2026-10-23T21:10:57","slug":"waking-echoes","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/dreaminginplot.com\/MainBlog\/2026\/10\/23\/waking-echoes\/","title":{"rendered":"Waking Echoes"},"content":{"rendered":"

Have a mystery dwarf. I hope you enjoy him.<\/em><\/p>\n

Old the door in frozen hall
\nNo one comes and no one calls.
\nNo voices sing \u2019neath vaulting stone
\nAnd mem\u2019ry echoes alone, alone.<\/p>\n

Movement stirs in sullen air
\nAnd hope awakes \u2019midst old despair.
\nThe soul that slept on lonely bier
\nDraws a breath and begins to hear.<\/p>\n

A mind still fogged by the dreaming deep
\nA body heavy from new-shed sleep,
\nThere axe and armor still hold true
\nAnd truth stays shining out of view.<\/p>\n

The stone itself turns listening ear
\nWhere beats a heart alone and clear.
\nMagic speaks and breaks time\u2019s sway.
\nHe rises then as dawn turns grey.<\/p>\n

So he girds himself with duty bold
\nHis arms, his armor, and shield to hold,
\nAnd ventures forth to meet the day
\nOn borrowed past to future\u2019s way.<\/p>\n

Waking Echoes<\/em> copyright \u00a9 Heather Strickler 2026 all rights reserved<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Have a mystery dwarf. I hope you enjoy him. Old the door in frozen hall No one comes and no one calls. No voices sing \u2019neath vaulting stone And mem\u2019ry echoes alone, alone. Movement stirs in sullen air And hope awakes \u2019midst old despair. 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