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[whereupon]

Sieves for Dust
by whereupon
Dean/ofc, Sam/Dean, pre-series, R, 2,929 words.
He does not look over his shoulder when he goes after his brother.

Comments

[borgmama1of5]

Wow.

Your imagery is so evocative, the tone of your story such dark inevitability.

[whereupon]

Thank you, very much! :D

[ghostrunner7]

I love the way you write. The scenery, the ambiance is so real it almost hurts and I loved the girl and the dust and the way I could practically see that crossroads and field.

Um. Incidentally, like a million years ago (and by a million I mean, maybe four?) you had a story with Dean and an OFC who was a werewolf and I cannot find it. Was that you? I swear it was you. It felt like you.

[whereupon]

How awesome of you to say! I'm so glad that you enjoyed this -- thank you very much for the note. :D

I think that story might be Familiar, which I deleted from livejournal some time ago (so I'm not sure if the timing is right as far as original posting date; apologies if it isn't the story you're looking for), and which someone recently offered to host. :)

[ghostrunner7]

That is indeed the story I was looking for! I... really, really love that story. So much so (clearly) that I remembered it when I was looking for werewolf inspiration.

Thank you.

[whereupon]

That is a seriously great compliment -- thank you, honestly. <3

[danegen]

I love this--so bleak but crackling with tension.

But he has paid, and this is his

Oh Dean!

[whereupon]

Thank you so much! :D

[gemini8]

gorgeous

[whereupon]

Thank you! :D

[thuviaptarth]

Oh, that's gorgeous, and I needed/loved the crossroads reminder at the end.

[whereupon]

I'm so glad that it worked for you! Thank you, very much. :D