Title: Dusted
Genre/setting: gen, h/c, nebulously set post-s2
Rating: T
Word count: ~2k
Summary: Dean wakes up to his knees against cracked asphalt, his lungs burning from dust. There are only three points of color in this picture: Muted blue sky. Green-gray scrub. And blood-red crazy of not-Sam.
Notes: Betaed by the awesome hollyhobbit101. Started
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There are only three points of color in this picture: Muted blue sky. Green-gray scrub. And blood-red crazy of not-Sam.
He drives, watching blurs of empty muted blue sky, green-grey scrub, and blood-red on his arms and little brother.
The way you went from not-Sam to little brother was really clever. The whole thing was so uniquely descriptive, I really liked this line: The latin seeps into his ears, filling his head with soupy static, and the ground starts to spin, I liked every line but I love the sound being described as 'soupy'. Also, the brothers' dynamic was so spot on, as were their individual characterisations. The curse was imaginative and I'm really wondering how Dean ended up in that situation in the first place (I'm guessing he pissed off a witch?)
Amazing! Thank you! :)
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Thanks for the awesome prompt, this was a lot of fun to write! And thank you for sharing your thoughts! :)
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