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Mar. 31st, 2008 07:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tigriswolfTitle: We had blue skies, but they came falling down
On day three-hundred-and-sixty-six, just because he can, Sam Winchester turns off the sun.
Around him, Creation screams. In Heaven, the ground trembles and angels murmur in fear. In Hell, the Palace of Bone groans and demons shiver for the first time in eons.
He waits. Both of the Realms will send an emissary, someone to beg and plead that he return the life-giving star.
He will have one demand, one simple request. Both Realms will follow it to the letter… or it will be more than the sun he turns off next.
He sits on the Impala’s hood and breathes.
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Date: 2008-03-31 01:04 pm (UTC)i mean, wow
there is so much power in those few words. its just... totally amazing.
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Date: 2008-03-31 04:21 pm (UTC)*glee*
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