musebysentence 24

Oct 06, 2009 16:30


There was nothing gentle in the pallid, stinky future that the window of experience had shown him, and Dean had to listen to the answer he'd found, no matter how bitchy past events had made him, before he and his brother were stuck on a repeat of mutual self-destruction.

voice: ic, verse: any, type: ramble, comm: musebysentence

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