This ending was loaded with vivid, breath taking images and emotion. The wards having supressed Sam's ownership of his magic and coming into it all at once, like a wave crashing, was wonderful. The tattered remnants of Chicago was beautifully realized as was the terrifying, powerful summoning. I was caught up in Sam trying to deconstruct the demon, atom by atom, connecting with everything, not realizing he was unmaking himself until Dean pulls him back. Sam creating the sword and anointing Dean to finish the job was spectacular. And, then you bring these heroes back to themselves, joking and poking and curtains and teacups. I am in awe.
It's impossible to cherry pick my favorite lines. It feels like each word lent weight to this stunning conclusion, but these eloquent images really resonated with me:
surrounded by salt and sigils
violent blue chalk
the winding, curling flame that twisted through the air like a swallow. Dart and dive and dip, but sinuous as a snake. Riding an ash-skeined wind that tore at their clothing and hair, pushing against the wind off the lake and reeking of burning and death.
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It's impossible to cherry pick my favorite lines. It feels like each word lent weight to this stunning conclusion, but these eloquent images really resonated with me:
surrounded by salt and sigils
violent blue chalk
the winding, curling flame that twisted through the air like a swallow. Dart and dive and dip, but sinuous as a snake. Riding an ash-skeined wind that tore at their clothing and hair, pushing against the wind off the lake and reeking of burning and death.
Thanks for the stunning read.