{"id":265,"date":"2011-06-21T12:28:08","date_gmt":"2011-06-21T17:28:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/m0k.ca\/writing\/?p=265"},"modified":"2011-06-21T12:28:08","modified_gmt":"2011-06-21T17:28:08","slug":"the-secure-palace","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/m0k.ca\/writing\/the-secure-palace\/","title":{"rendered":"The Secure Palace"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>There is a palace that is so secure that it has no doors, no windows, and no way for solid matter to get in or out.  To enter, a person must pierce themself with small tubes that protrude from the wall and allow their blood, their animating essence, and their soul, to be sucked out, leaving a rubbery empty husk of skin and bones and shrivelled viscera that crumples up into a dead heap on the dirt.  Their liquids are piped into the palace, wherein they are pumped into a new lifeless shell.  Consciousness returns after the new vessel is fully inflated, and the guest attends to his business.  To leave, the same process is undergone.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There is a palace that is so secure that it has no doors, no windows, and no way for solid matter to get in or out. To enter, a person must pierce themself with small tubes that protrude from the wall and allow their blood, their animating essence, and their soul, to be sucked out, &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/m0k.ca\/writing\/the-secure-palace\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">The Secure Palace<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-265","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-fiction"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pCS8g-4h","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/m0k.ca\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/265","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/m0k.ca\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/m0k.ca\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/m0k.ca\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/m0k.ca\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=265"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/m0k.ca\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/265\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":266,"href":"https:\/\/m0k.ca\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/265\/revisions\/266"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/m0k.ca\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=265"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/m0k.ca\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=265"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/m0k.ca\/writing\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=265"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}