I commented on this beautiful fic during Summergen, but I saw you had an extra scene so I was happy to re-read it. I really enjoyed the addition, I feel like Dean asking makes sense, as much as Sam refusing does. (If it had been Dean who'd died, though, all bets are off)
This line, especially:
Sam's witchcraft is white and harmless and puny and utterly useless, and that night he watches his father burn and wonders if he would have been proud or disappointed in him for that.
Yup, that's Sam. Beautiful fic, thank you so much for sharing it with the world.
This was one of my highlights from this years summergen - I love it! I had an inkling it could be you (based on the title alone), but I really wasn't sure at all.
An extra scene was a perfect excuse for me to give this a re-read - and I loved the scene you added. Of course Dean would ask, and of course Sam says no, and this only adds to the sense of dread of Sam bringing back Rowena at the end - a hint that perhaps he's taking it too far. I adore that.
Thanks again for writing and sharing - what a great fic!!! Take care :)
Hey, so I did, so I'm in your club (I really hate titles sometimes. Summaries are just as evil!) And honestly it was more of a 'this is a Sam lover fic, there's a song lyric, so it could be caranfindel' kind of wild guess.
(ps have you read my gift fic Riptide? You really need to! It's Standford era Sam in all its wonderful glory!!!)
Oh, that was just utterly gorgeous! I loved it so much. I loved the different ages of him, from a baby to millennia. I loved him being a witch of simples and benign protections, and i really loved....He is the vast Kansas plains, golden heads of wheat brushing against her outstretched hands, he is sunflowers against a blue summer sky, he is a towering thunderstorm rolling in from the west, crackling with power, the smell of ozone and rain, he is Lebanon, the center, he is the unexamined catacombs of the bunker itself, strong and deep, filled with the sacred and the profane.
I was floored by this story the first time I read it, and even more moved and impressed now that I've read it a second time. And I really, really love the new chapter. It adds an extra dimension to the story, because when John died Sam wouldn't even consider trying to bring him back from the dead (though I'm sure he would've if it had been Dean) because he was too scared of that kind of magic. But then at the end he's wiling to do it for Rowena, and he finally trusts himself enough. He's not scared of his power. He's not scared of *himself*.
Gorgeous. I'll never have enough words to tell you just how much I love this.
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This line, especially:
Sam's witchcraft is white and harmless and puny and utterly useless, and that night he watches his father burn and wonders if he would have been proud or disappointed in him for that.
Yup, that's Sam. Beautiful fic, thank you so much for sharing it with the world.
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That was marvelous. It was so well constructed and built to a surprising and wonderful ending. m. :)
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An extra scene was a perfect excuse for me to give this a re-read - and I loved the scene you added. Of course Dean would ask, and of course Sam says no, and this only adds to the sense of dread of Sam bringing back Rowena at the end - a hint that perhaps he's taking it too far. I adore that.
Thanks again for writing and sharing - what a great fic!!! Take care :)
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(ps have you read my gift fic Riptide? You really need to! It's Standford era Sam in all its wonderful glory!!!)
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Just gorgeous. A wonderful, excellent story!
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Gorgeous. I'll never have enough words to tell you just how much I love this.
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