Nicely done. Great pacing and description in the opening fight scene, and good angst throughout as both brothers deal with Sam being so very different from the Sam before “Mystery Spot.”
Favorite lines:
Dean’s heart felt like it was in his throat and beating out of his body at once. No. He was not going to watch his brother die again, ever.
Oh, Dean. that image will never fade for him.
“Your neck,” Sam said, sounding small, almost breathless, and so Sam it hurt. “It’s bleeding.”
I really like this, how Sam reverts back to worried little brother.
His fingernails came away caked with rusty flecks. He flicked his thumbnail under his pointer fingernail a few times, sending tiny pieces of maroon flying.
Great details.
From the tape deck, Robert Plant singing The Song Remains the Samewas too loud yet not loud enough. Three years ago Sam wouldn’t have known the name of the tune. Three months from now, he’d never listen to it.
Oh, Sam. Nicely phrased.
He pressed the butts of his hands into his eye sockets until the darkness was filled with a million glints of light. Like stars.
Good description.
gauze bandage on Dean’s neck, white and clean. The tape was applied crookedly.
Good detail.
“What I’ll be if you die isn’t alive. I’ll be the furthest thing from it. I can’t…Dean, I think that without you I’m…it won’t matter.”
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carisma_sensei
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Date: 2008-03-20 07:09 pm (UTC)Favorite lines:
Dean’s heart felt like it was in his throat and beating out of his body at once. No. He was not going to watch his brother die again, ever.
Oh, Dean. that image will never fade for him.
“Your neck,” Sam said, sounding small, almost breathless, and so Sam it hurt. “It’s bleeding.”
I really like this, how Sam reverts back to worried little brother.
His fingernails came away caked with rusty flecks. He flicked his thumbnail under his pointer fingernail a few times, sending tiny pieces of maroon flying.
Great details.
From the tape deck, Robert Plant singing The Song Remains the Samewas too loud yet not loud enough. Three years ago Sam wouldn’t have known the name of the tune. Three months from now, he’d never listen to it.
Oh, Sam. Nicely phrased.
He pressed the butts of his hands into his eye sockets until the darkness was filled with a million glints of light. Like stars.
Good description.
gauze bandage on Dean’s neck, white and clean. The tape was applied crookedly.
Good detail.
“What I’ll be if you die isn’t alive. I’ll be the furthest thing from it. I can’t…Dean, I think that without you I’m…it won’t matter.”
*hugs poor, angsty Sam*