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Lacrimosa (Endverse!Cas)He was rarely sober these days. Drugs helped him to pretend he was happy, and absinthe clouded his mind enough to forget, just for a few hours, how distant Dean grew from him. This was no longer the Dean he knew, this was a stranger who despised him - probably rightfully - and never realized it was his coldness that pushed Castiel on this path.
His Dean would have cared. His Dean would have yelled his head off and beaten him up to drag him out of this, but the soldier was long past caring. At first, Cas tried drugs out of curiosity, then out of despair. Everything went wrong, long before Sam gave in to Lucifer. That was just the last straw.
The Wolf Dragon, Part 3 (closing)BOWEN
When the Lord Commander stepped forth in the light, they all saw the sigil on his armor, made of rubies and milk-white pearls: a dragon and a direwolf, embracing.
Ghost jumped at his master and the Lord Commander embraced him, burying his hands in his white fur.
"Thank you, friend" he said.
Now that they saw the animal greet him just as he did when he was alive, some of the men seemed less scared, although they still kept a safe distance. The red lady just stared at Jon Snow as if she couldn't believe her eyes.
It was the king who spoke up.
"Fear him not" Stannis said and he stepped closer to Jon. "He's just as alive as you or
Last BattleIt is pouring and the sky is dark ever since the wolves swallowed the sun.
They circle each other among pools, soaked to the bone, their cloaks heavy with water. Loki holds Gungnir, but it feels alien in his hands. It is not his and it will never serve him, no matter how powerful he is.
This is the end and they both know it. The nine worlds are in ruins now, men and gods and frost giants and the people of Niflheim have bled and slaughtered one another. Odin is dead, and so is Fenrir. Heimdall fell protecting the Rainbow Bridge, but it is all crushed now. And it was Loki and his children and minions who brought all this destruction. And he
Do you know the taste of the universe?One day, when you’re five years old and made out of fractured sunlight and mirror shards, you sat down on the bench of the MAX train. You’re dressed in your winter coat and boots that are too big and one of your parents has pulled your hat too close over your ears.
You’re sitting next to your mother, and on the other side is a man that smells like loneliness, something that you’ll later know as cigarettes and alcohol and homelessness. He’s crying quietly into the top of his jacket and you’re scared to look because you’ve never seen an adult cry.
The train ride goes on for five minutes, which is a lo
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