It's November 2, an auspicious (if ominous) day for our darling Sam, so to herald his introduction to The Red Stuff, let's revisit an annual tradition. Welcome to the OhSam Triple Play 2016! This year, we're offering a focus on a reoccurring theme in Sam's life: blood"Blood" could be interpreted in many ways. Family don't end with blood. The demon
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Characters:Sam, Dean, Cas, Rowena
Warnings: witchery and liberties
There's an old ash, lightning-split, on the lot of the Woodland. Other than that the road, blue rooms--
the forest they fell out of. This bed.
"Just have to wait it out, Sammy, " Dean says. Lifts the second blanket and drapes it. Reaches for Sam's shoulder and--
"God," Sam groans. In an hour the clavicle-cracking might start. It's worse than withdrawal.
"Just--" Dean says, goes for the cup of water. No tea. Too worried to leave. Salt the door, crack it. Go out into rain for aids not herbs or sacraments.
"Drink," Dean says.
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Yaksha, they thought, but it was different, devouring bits of leaf as it went. Maybe not yaksha at all ( ... )
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Woke up wracked, writhing, needing to be wrapped. and The lot spits her wet and vexed onto their threshold.: very cool lines!
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Sam's spine goes long, shorts again, snaps to. His ribs fan flat and he gasps
I could just see the movement. Brilliant.
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I'm not a literary scholar or anything, so I had to read it a couple times to make sure I got a decent handle on it, but it was so worth the re-reads. I just read it again and it just keeps getting better.
I loved this line in particular:
"Woke up wracked, writhing, needing to be wrapped"
Thanks for filling my prompt!
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