Wandering Through Purgatory

fallingfraudsandwaywardsons:

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Wandering Through Purgatory Solo Challenge #4

Reblog with your ficlet and I’ll collect them here next week. 

#they reach what can only be described as the sea on their seventh day in purgatory #but it’s like no sea dean has ever come across before #it stretches as far as the eye can see in every direction #the sky bending down to kiss the water on the horizon #the clouds hovering perfectly immobile above the tranquil water #‘wait for me here’ castiel tells him #‘for three days and three nights you must wait for me here on the shorline and i will come for you’ #and then the angel in the dirty trenchcoat climbs into the small rowingboat and sails away #and dean settles himself down on the stony beach to wait

fallingfraudsandwaywardsons:

victoriousvocabulary:

AVIAMANIA

[noun]

an obsession with flying; the desire to possess the power of flight like a bird

#castiel hasn’t flown away since that first moment they arrived in purgatory #he doesn’t say anything but dean knows something is wrong #maybe it’s the way castiel seems to hurt more easily #or the fact that the glow has gone from his eyes #or the way he keeps rolling his shoulders like there’s something wrong with them #but dean can tell something’s up #when he first confronts the angel castiel denies that anything’s wrong #but dean has never been one to give up #especially not when he cares too much #like now #so he persists until castiel answers him #‘angels were never meant to come here dean’ he says #‘this place… it feeds on my grace. it saps my strength. it… withers.’ #dean doesn’t ask any more questions #but every now and then he catches castiel looking up at the dark sky with a wistful look on his face #remembering the feeling of air rushing through feathers #the raw power of those wings on his back #how they carried him everywhere even into the deepest depths of hell and back #they survived the hellfires #blackened and charred but intact #but here #this slow decay is too much for an angel #his grace is rotting #and he may never fly again #so he looks  at the sky and remembers

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fallingfraudsandwaywardsons:

victoriousvocabulary:

AVICIDE

[noun]

1. the killing of birds.

2. any substance (normally chemical) that kills birds.

#corpses aren’t uncommon in purgatory #they’ve seen half-dead creatures shambling through the woods #their bodies held together more by an inability to die than any life left in them #they’ve seen them so many times they forget to be shocked #but then they reach the plain #and he stands looking out over a sea of bodies #twisted and mangled and broken and burnt #charred and rotten #bones seen clearly through the tumult of flesh and feathers #but even now these birds aren’t dead #castiel remembers the burn of opening heavy eyelids to find himself alive after each new death #and he wonders which is worse: unending life or unending death?

fallingfraudsandwaywardsons:

thecameralucida:

St Abb’s Head, Scotland

Polaroid series : ‘Seascapes’

Impossible Project PX 600 / Silver Shade

#dean has no idea how long they’ve been walking before they reach the sea #it’s rough and dark and brooding #as wild and beautiful as everything here #untamed and neglected and forgotten and dangerous #beating itself defiantly against the ragged rocks #locked in an endless battle with the four winds #’we should not linger here,’ castiel says seriously #and dean can almost detect a hint of fear in the angel’s voice before it’s gone #’this is where the leviathans live’ #and dean looks out over the sea and thinks it’s no wonder the leviathans were so desperate to cling on to earth #all they really wanted was to come in from the cold

fallingfraudsandwaywardsons:

#sam sets out on his own #hits the road with dean’s music turned up loud #he’s been alone before when dean died #and in many ways this should be better #because dean isn’t dead #he’s just gone #but that just reminds sam of how alone he is now #so he packs up and leaves #criss-crossing the country and picking off leviathans #it’s not hard to kill them now #not anymore #these days the hardest thing sam winchester has to do is find a reason to get up in the morning #but he has never been the type to give up #so he keeps going #because he has to find a way to get his brother back #he always does #so he goes through the motions and prays for a miracle

fallingfraudsandwaywardsons:

#time works differently in purgatory #lurching around drunkenly #meandering in circles #until dean has no way of telling how long they’ve been there #no way of telling how long he’s been running and hiding and fighting and searching #looking for a way out #but he’s been here long enough to know that when the sun sets #when it starts getting dark #when the sky turns the colour of blood #it’s time to find somewhere safe and tucked away #time to hide and wait the night out #because if they’ve learned just one thing in all the time that they’ve been here #it’s that the creatures that lurk in the shadows are deadly in the dark 

(Source: taytay1789)

fallingfraudsandwaywardsons:

victoriousvocabulary:

MANIAC

[noun]

1. a raving or violently insane person; lunatic.

2. any intemperate or overly zealous or enthusiastic person.

#it takes dean a while to realise just what the ground here is made up of #at a glance it could just be a mix of moss stones and mud #leaves and twigs scattered like blood from a wound #but then he sees the bones #and now he can never remove that image #that knowledge #he can never take it away #he is walking on the decaying bodies of thousands #and while he knows they are monsters #the bodies still look human

fallingfraudsandwaywardsons:

victoriousvocabulary:

ALEXITHYMIA

[noun]

a term coined by psychotherapist Peter Sifneos in 1973 to describe a state of deficiency in understanding, processing, or describing emotions. The word comes from the Ancient Greek words λέξις (a - prefix meaning “lack”, lexis - “diction”, “word”) and θυμός (thumos - “soul, as the seat of emotion, feeling, and thought”) modified by an alpha-privative, literally meaning “without words for emotions”.

#purgatory affects them in ways dean never thought it would #he has seen more than his fair share of horrors in his time but nothing terrifies and disgusts him as much as these half-formed beings #flickering between existences #dancing on the edges of reality #blurring in the corners of his eyes #not even the horror of seeing humans turned into demons can compare with this slow decay #this meandering descent into a death that is not even truly death #because even death could not survive here #’they were not always monsters’ castiel says quietly when he catches dean staring that first time #’they became monsters when they forgot how to feel’ #and that scares dean even more