{"id":2981,"date":"2010-08-14T21:48:34","date_gmt":"2010-08-15T01:48:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.thegreathorse.com\/?p=2981"},"modified":"2015-07-22T16:02:16","modified_gmt":"2015-07-22T20:02:16","slug":"eclipsed-by-shadow-the-journey-begins","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/2010\/08\/eclipsed-by-shadow-the-journey-begins\/","title":{"rendered":"#27- The Adventure Begins&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote><p>MEAGAN OPENED HER eyes. Thin wisps of clouds brushed the bluest sky she had ever seen. Her first thought was that she had woken from a dream. Groggy, she watched the clouds drift.<\/p>\n<p><em>That dream was the most realistic of all,<\/em> she thought absently. She noticed shapes above her and focused. A line of shadowed children stared down, silent as pigeons on a ledge. She closed her eyes again. <em>Great, my riding friends. Every time I fall off I have an audience \u2026 wait\u2014where is Promise?<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Her head cleared with sudden memory. <em>What if the dream<\/em>\u2014she sat up quickly and stared at her surroundings. She was still in her nightgown, perched on a rocky cliff over an expanse of prairie grassland. An empty landscape spread before her, basking in late afternoon sun. <em>This is strange,<\/em> Meagan thought, swallowing. Solid rock walls rose on either side of her, marbled with green moss and snaking black fissures. Nothing manmade was in sight.<\/p>\n<p>In the silence came a familiar rumbling. The ground was beginning to vibrate.<\/p><\/blockquote>\n<h4>Excerpted from <a href=\"http:\/\/www.thegreathorse.com\/\"><em><strong>Eclipsed by Shadow<\/strong><\/em><\/a>, the award-winning 1st volume of &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/\"><strong>The Legend of the Great Horse<\/strong>&#8221; trilogy. <\/a> (Hrdbk pg. 87)<\/p>\n<p><em><strong>Book II: The Golden Spark<\/strong><\/em> will be published Fall 2010.<\/p>\n<p>Read <a href=\"http:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/chap1.html\">the 1st Chapter<\/a> online!<\/h4>\n<p><small>Copyright \u00a9 2008 John Royce<\/small><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>An empty landscape spread before her, basking in late afternoon sun. <em>This is strange,<\/em> Meagan thought, swallowing. Solid rock walls rose on either side of her, marbled with green moss and snaking black fissures. Nothing manmade was in sight. &#8211; &#8220;Eclipsed by Shadow&#8221; (excerpt)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":51,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[161],"tags":[118,238,70,165,191,185,162,180,119],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2981"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/51"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2981"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2981\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2981"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2981"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegreathorse.com\/book-blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2981"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}