as small as a world and as large as alone, part ii of ix
ii.
Angels do have preferences.
Castiel has always preferred
a male form -
(blond hair
clumsy
thin lips)
Father
the stuff of earth
human behavior and movement
physicality -
so hypnotizing.
i do not understand it, this urge
never really will.
(perfect skin. strange things:
a frown
a face - )
Castiel laughs.
a strange sound, rich and full,
beautiful
what other reason is there?
“In time, you will understand.”
for a moment, he is out of reach.
“We have work to do.”
(When he finds the right one he lets himself
fall, reckless in his need.
There is pain, and he knows his power -
his future self is screaming
Dean is nearby with closed eyes.
Castiel's body crumples, the shape of his wings
etched in the ground.
- Dean comes in the night
and lets his fingers drift.
Sleep, human and effortless,
is all he can give him.
it will be enough.)
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