202: Everybody Loves a Clown
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C'mon, give me more credit than that.
"Believe what you will. This is the wall. And yes, it is the same on both sides. I wonder what that could mean," he says, in his condescendingly smooth storyteller's timbre. Dean knows Death doesn't wonder at all.
Fuck you.
And Dean must look exceedingly pathetic, lying there on the ground, choking on his own teeth and breathing what tastes like battery acid, because Death allows him his verbal indiscretions and continues, unprovoked.
"I leave you to puzzle that out on your own. Please focus your attentions elsewhere for the nonce. Surely you remember that bit of cotton you found hung on the scutt arrow." Death plucks another boll from the fence. It shines ghost white just like his hands. "Where do you suppose it came from? There are barley fields, not cotton. Did you even stop to think?"
When Dean does not reply: "Some of your cultures, your American ones in particular, believe that cotton bolls house the soul."
Death pulls, and the boll comes undone, long and wispy. It melts like cotton candy in the rain.
"I admit, I don't know how you got here, but I wouldn't touch things that don't belong to you. You never know what your sticky little fingers might be destroying." He smears the last of the cotton across Dean's cheek and stands erect, as though preparing to leave. "And I'd get out of my brother's head. I trust you'll be able to move eventually. Though, of course, it's difficult to say. Life is a difficult, complicated mechanism.
"Unfortunately for the both of us, Dean, you are not dead."
Dean watches the sagging bob of the cotton boll, hanged on the scutt arrow above him.
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*goes to read again*
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This whole idea about Dean, and Death, and Sam, and Sam's wall horrifies me on principle. I'm glad that this was able to capture a bit of that, answer very few questions though it does. I'm glad you enjoyed! Thank you for reading~
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This is *stifles a moan* GODS, I loved this!! This...I am saving - just...WOW!!
*Faints from the Awesome*
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I was admiring the gorgeous countryside, when somthing horrible jumped out and ripped my guts out. Well done!
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