(A few hours after this.)The front door to Milliways opens on an early morning somewhere in the woods. Andrew Wells stumbles in, pale and shivering, a second jacket draped around his shoulders over the one he's already wearing; Sam Winchester is a few steps behind him, still outside. Andrew stops just inside the door to lean against the doorjamb ( Read more... )

Out of Milliways: Denouement

not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down
to show me the way to fair nottimun town

[Out of Milliways:

I unsaid some words that I knew I'd regret;
I have ten good friends that I never have met]

[Out of Milliways:

and when I got there, not a soul did I see:
they all stood around a- looking at me]

[Out of Milliways:

sat down on a hard hot cold frozen stone
ten thousand stood round me yet I was alone
took my hat in my hand for to keep my head warm
ten thousand got drownded that never was born

in nottamun town, in nottamun town
not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down
not a soul would look up, not a soul would look down
to show ( Read more... )

[Out of Milliways:

Three

Two

One

...

Zero

Jonathan steps through the door with a smile - it's been a while since he's managed to come here, between one duty and another, and he's looking forward to a bit of downtime without feeling guilty ( Read more... )

Out of Milliways:

Tomorrow we'll discover what
Our God in heaven has in store

To be brief: there is a snoozing demon onna sofa. Bare feet and ankles sticking out from what appears to be silky jammies what have become bunched against the armrest, and a smoking frock robe. Asia seems to be a subtle theme. When you're hobbling, you have to take what you get, even if it's a loveseat, and you're six foot something. Not the best ( Read more... )

Out of Milliways:

In Andrew's world, it's still early February.

And something is starting to happen.