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@saintwolf through the lens of dean's camera.

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𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃, 𝐖𝐎𝐋𝐅-𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄. he looks at her and sees the blurring between beast and human, skeleton breaking, canines grown long. thickened miasma of blood and earth, bracken beneath their feet. ( bones inhumed beneath the bracken ). forest turned graveyard ; branches withered, bark peeled back to reveal oozing rust. darkness edging ever closer as the daylight fades. more memory than 𝐀 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐄 of his making.
❝ this is no tale. ❞ not the work of 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐒, the poets or the playwrights. instead, it is his realm in which she walks. he, an observer. curiosity a quiet murmur within. ( rare for he to be called to one specific sleeper, 𝐀 𝐑𝐀𝐖 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑 reaching out across dust and desolation ). footsteps following hers, silent, until they reach the clearing, only then allowing his presence to be known. ❝ 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌. ❞
@saintwolf : i like weird tales , & they never trouble me.
@saintwolf: you make it sound like everything is going to be okay.
dean is more than aware of how dire the situation is — he’s been in his fair share of them, with every beast and monster he’s ever fought tooth and nail against, that he’s been in life and death situations against. typically, he’s fighting the monster. now, the monster he should be fighting is standing in front of him, and he’s holding her hand in a way he didn’t even know that he knew how to do. normally, anyone in emma’s position would already have been sold out to the younger winchester brother and found themselves at the business end of his rifle, but he can’t.
“ i know it seems . . . ” how do you even describe this situation? impossible? terrifying? devastating? a combination of all three? he didn’t know. instead, he squeezes her hand, and attempts to offer the most reassuring smile that he can. “ i’m going to protect you. i promise. ”
@saintwolf: 🌻, for a worried text.
EMMA S.: hey you didn't let me or sam know that you got back home from that creepy place in the woods
EMMA S.: we did, in case you're wondering
EMMA S.: can you call me when you get back? thanks
@saintwolf: what are you doing out in this mess?
had it been twenty years? longer? less? god, he didn’t know. when he made his way back to achweald, memories of rolling into town, making friends with one kid in the whole time ( who was standing in front of him now ) and seeing that she was still here was not something that dean wasn’t expecting. he’s twenty years older, but so was she. did he tell her the truth? or did he lie, just like he did to everyone else? “ dad sent me out here to look for something. ” a half lie. he’s sure emma’s heard something about this werewolf worshipping cult that apparently runs the town, but he’s not too keen to bring it up. the less people know, the better — just like it’s always been. “ he’s kinda sentimental. wanted me to bring my brother here and recreate that week and a half long camping trip. ” at least they had a hotel this time. dean would take sleeping in the impala for a month over a tent. “ i didn’t think you’d still be here. ”

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