{"id":261,"date":"2020-06-30T22:30:57","date_gmt":"2020-06-30T20:30:57","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/diegrenze.org\/?p=261"},"modified":"2020-06-30T22:31:01","modified_gmt":"2020-06-30T20:31:01","slug":"blueswolf","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/diegrenze.org\/?p=261","title":{"rendered":"Blueswolf"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<h4 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>Carolin<\/strong><\/h4>\n\n\n\n<pre class=\"wp-block-verse\">Keuchend und nach Luft schnappend\nso schleppte sich Blueswolf\ndurch den Wald\nSeine vier Pfoten\nzuvor so weich wie\ngelber Honig und Butter\nwaren hart und rauh geworden\nund schwer\nwie Steine\n\u00a0\nSeine Augen\nsahen nur noch Nebelschwaden\nund graue Monstren\num sich herum\ndie Ihm dem Blueswolf\ndem einzigen Wolf\nmit den blauen Augen\ndem blauen Fell\nder blauen Zunge\nund mit dem blauen Gesang\nder so erschreckend laut und dr\u00f6hnend war\nda\u00df\nalles Lebende erstarrte\n\u00a0\nkeinen Weg\nweder in der Luft\nnoch auf der Erde\noder im Wasser\noffenlie\u00dfen\nsein Reich zur\u00fcckzuerobern\noder\nein neues zu gr\u00fcnden\n\u00a0\nBlind\nvor Trauer und Wut\nda\u00df\ndie Menschen die Tiere\ndie Gnomen des Waldes\nkeinen blauen Wolf\nexistieren lassen wollten\nsang Blueswolf\nzum letzten mal sein\nschauriges Lied\nund mit jedem Ton\nseines eigenartigen Gesanges\nverschwand\nein St\u00fcck\nseines m\u00e4chtig\nblauen Daseins<\/pre>\n\n\n\n<p><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Carolin Keuchend und nach Luft schnappend so schleppte sich Blueswolf durch den Wald Seine vier Pfoten zuvor so weich wie gelber Honig und Butter waren hart und rauh geworden und schwer wie Steine \u00a0 Seine Augen sahen nur noch Nebelschwaden und graue Monstren um sich herum die Ihm dem Blueswolf dem einzigen Wolf mit den&hellip;<a href=\"https:\/\/diegrenze.org\/?p=261\" class=\"more-link\"><span>Continue reading<\/span><span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Blueswolf<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[14,16],"tags":[184,186,185],"class_list":["post-261","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-forum","category-gedichte","tag-blueswolf","tag-carolin","tag-diegrenze"],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegrenze.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/261","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegrenze.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegrenze.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegrenze.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegrenze.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=261"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/diegrenze.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/261\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":262,"href":"https:\/\/diegrenze.org\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/261\/revisions\/262"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/diegrenze.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=261"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegrenze.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=261"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/diegrenze.org\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=261"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}