This has been kicking around in my folder for a month or so, undergoing endless tweaking. (Poor words. I never let them catch a break).
It's been beta'd by my ever faithful trio, Faye, kaly, and Tyranusfan, but as usual, I played with it quite a bit after they sent it back. (Isn't that sad, that I need three for not even 2000 words? Thanks, guys,
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Sam’s limp in his arms; not like he’s hurt, but like he’s empty. Like every part of him has given out, given in, and that’s worse. So much worse.
“Sam.”
There’s no answer, and Sam doesn’t even flinch, just lays there like a toy with the stuffing pulled out. This is so perfect, I don't even have words to describe it. The imagery and the sadness are so vivid and poignant. The desperation, on both of their parts, is so clear. You make Sam shine so much through Dean's point of view.
I love this, even though it broke my heart :)
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I'm so glad you liked it! And this: "You make Sam shine so much through Dean's point of view." is about the best compliment EVER.
*hugs* Happy New Year, hon!
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Thanks for sharing - even though it's left an ache in my heart.
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Sorry for the ache. But glad you enjoyed. :)
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Lovely and bittersweet. Nice job.
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Thanks so much!
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Nicely done.
Favorite lines:
for a year, Sam’s been trying to stop a slow-motion train wreck with only his two bare hands
Awesome description.
just lays there like a toy with the stuffing pulled out
Good analogy.
Sam, who’s shaking like he’ll never be warm.
Oh, Sam.
“Don’t ask me to be okay with this. It’ll never be okay.”
*hugs him*
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Thank you for commenting.
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thank you :)
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