Some kind soul left me a very sweet virtual gift today. It was an inkwell and quill, said they hoped it would inspire me. I never really have the time to write much any more but, I wanted to do something to honor my gift.
Sweetie, whoever you are, this is for you. It's kind of dark but it's what wanted to be written. Hope you like it.
Title: Blood Dreams
Author:
digitalwaveCharacter: Sam
Theme: Theme Set 01: Elemental for
spn_30snapshotsPrompt 19: Blood
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 100
Spoilers: Through all aired episodes
Summary: His own little slice of Hell...
Some nights he woke up shaking, scream stillborn on his lips. His guilt wrapped round him like a shroud.
He swore he still heard the drip of blood, felt its sticky coating on his hands. Mostly he remembered the terror he saw shining in her eyes, right before her throat was slit.
She'd been freed from the demon riding her, an innocent trapped in Hell. He thought of the healing her hands had wrought, before evil touched her.
Sam knew he'd spend the rest of his life trying to atone for her death. He'd always be guilty, she never was.