“Dean!”
No no no.
“Dean!”
In the distance, Sammy is yelling his name. It comes to Dean’s ears over and over and over again, rushed, pained, as ragged and indistinct as the ground he’s dragging over. He sucks in air to yell back-Run, Sam! Go! Get Dad!-but a bouncing rock against his ribs steals all his wind.
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This is such a good look into Sam and his conflicted relations with his father and Dean. I would want to leave that s**t behind too. I would be mad too, despite the love.
Too freaking awesome.
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But thank you. I like exploring where and how Sam's anger began. How he started to really want normal, where the pull away started, and why, the ways in which he saw his family accurately, and the ways he didn't. I think it was a million little things, but this was a fun possibility for me to explore.
And P.S. (since I feel the need to justify), work yanked me into travels and crap this last month, but the last chapters of Trompe are being revised and worked on, and... not forgotten or set aside. I know you didn't ask, but I tend to incur wrath easily... so I'm just saying... and trying to stay ahead of the game, lol.
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I try my best not to nag the authors of my favorite wips! It's a fine line between giving needed props and encouragement and being an A-hole! So I at least try not to be the A-hole!
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Lovely!
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Really great story!
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