{"id":381,"date":"2015-09-03T01:46:07","date_gmt":"2015-09-03T01:46:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/?p=381"},"modified":"2015-09-03T01:46:07","modified_gmt":"2015-09-03T01:46:07","slug":"while-the-war-raged-this-is-what-happened-to-its-people","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/while-the-war-raged-this-is-what-happened-to-its-people\/","title":{"rendered":"While The War Raged, This Is What Happened To Its People"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The War Came To Slovakia And These Were Bitter Times<br \/>\nThe character Sam endures one hardship after another in his attempt to live out the war. On page 95 of The Grayling Hidden Truth Poems, the text of the novel reads, \u201cA mist hovered over the trunks and branches of the trees, making it hard to see, but Sam knew his way.  \u201cThere are always clusters of trees\u201d, he muttered to himself, and he remembered what Joseph had taught him, \u201cwalk closely to the trees\u201d. He felt like a shadow&#8212;-traveling amongst the trees, moving cautiously and n step with all the creatures, who knew that the woods were their only habitat.\u201d<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The War Came To Slovakia And These Were Bitter Times The character Sam endures one hardship after another in his attempt to live out the war. On page 95 of The Grayling Hidden Truth Poems, the text of the novel reads, \u201cA mist hovered over the trunks and branches of the trees, making it hard [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","spay_email":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_is_tweetstorm":false,"jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true},"categories":[1],"tags":[458,61,418,457],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8LuB6-69","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/381"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=381"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/381\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":382,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/381\/revisions\/382"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=381"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=381"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thegraylinghiddentruthpoems.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=381"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}