Over Troubled Water - The Beginning
Prologue
Dean's hands felt crusted in the congealed blood of the many who’d laid before him on that stone slab. He could feel it hardening into an impermeable red-brown casing, restricting his movements and fusing the handle of the sharp, wide blade to his skin. He drew his hands, blade and all, up to check that there was still light golden skin visible, that he was not turning into a total monster. At least not on the outside.
A slight movement ahead of him brought his attention back to the moment from his psychosis, back to his orders. The immobilized form was mostly still, with the exception being the man's extraordinarily blue eyes, which were jerking back and forth, and the tips of the suddenly very corporeal wings. The bright blue eyes were shifting to and fro before finally resting on him and the blade in his hand.
With the blood of too many on his hands, Dean made his way forward.
Part One
Dean's hands felt crusted in the congealed blood of the many who’d laid before him on that stone slab. He could feel it hardening into an impermeable red-brown casing, restricting his movements and fusing the handle of the sharp, wide blade to his skin. He drew his hands, blade and all, up to check that there was still light golden skin visible, that he was not turning into a total monster. At least not on the outside.
A slight movement ahead of him brought his attention back to the moment from his psychosis, back to his orders. The immobilized form was mostly still, with the exception being the man's extraordinarily blue eyes, which were jerking back and forth, and the tips of the suddenly very corporeal wings. The bright blue eyes were shifting to and fro before finally resting on him and the blade in his hand.
With the blood of too many on his hands, Dean made his way forward.
Part One