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24 November 2008 @ 05:12 pm
And I think to myself [What a wonderful world]  
[Dare: Get rid of something you’ve been holding onto]

Dean isn’t the sentimental type. He never has been. There are certain talismans that a Winchester holds dear like John’s journal, pictures of Mary and a cassette tape of Stairway to Heaven that’s never been played. There are things he keeps outside of those talismans like Sam’s soccer trophy or the plaque commemorating Sam as valedictorian in high school. Those are kept in the trunk, shoved in a corner next to the rock salt and the crosses but in Dean’s duffel bag alongside his socks and his tee shirts he’s got something he doesn’t take out often. It’s stupid really and even if Sam knew, he wouldn’t get it. It’s an old El Sol beer ad that’s been folded and re-folded so many times the creases are worn thin.

The lighter works without fail, paper catching and burning in shades of blue, green, yellow, orange and pink. The flames creep up over her face and Dean holds his breath to keep from blowing it out. The time for dream worlds, what might have been and what ifs is long gone.
Current Mood: pessimisticpessimistic