[ Theme: Transformed Characters ] Title: the wind always at your back Writer: de_nugis Status of work: Complete. Characters and/or pairings: Sam, Dean Rating: R Warnings, kinks & contents: [Click to read]Character death and/or disintegration Length: ~700 Summary: “I’m not hunting monsters with my trusty disembodied whirlwind sidekick,” says Sam.
Reccer's notes: No matter how cracky the premise might seem, transformed!charfacter fic really expresses the entire gamut of emotions fic is capable of--from humor to horror to hurt. Dean as Sam's disembodied whirlwind sidekick is just as much fun as it sounds, while simultaneously serving to illuminate one of the most painful experiences SPN has to offer--letting go. I can't even think about this fic without feeling it, too; its poignance and its verbal elegance is just stunning.
[Short excerpt]Sam wakes to familiar, pounding panic. The air of the cabin is still. He crashes out the door, slumps to the steps in relief. Still there.
The spinning swirl of dry leaves at the edge of the clearing pauses a moment, then scuffs towards him. Warm damp air breathes over Sam’s face, friendly like a huge dog, except it smells of nothing but a trace of dirt. Dean settles in a gusty sigh, scattering pine needles across Sam’s shoulders. He stirs through Sam’s hair, then withdraws. But Sam can sense the steady rhythm next to him now, attentive, there, breathing.