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verucasalt123Title: Divided the Light from the Darkness
Author: verucasalt123
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Dean
Claim: Theme 01: Elemental
Theme: http://verucasalt123.livejournal.com/85331.html
Prompt(s): #29, Sun
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: These boys do not belong to me.
Summary: At first, it hurt.
More than his damaged hands and fingernails, more than his cramped muscles and tight lungs, the sun hurt like a bitch. It was like a flame in his eyes.
Dean took in his surroundings, the fallen trees, the simple wooden cross.
He didn’t understand. Not any of it. Another trick, maybe. Let him think he was out…but it had been a while since anyone but him had been doing the tricking of the souls on the rack.
Anyway, there was no way for this to be a trick. The heat from the sun rippled up in waves off the pavement as he started to walk. The intensity of its brightness was too real. He was sweating, real sweat, he could feel it, smell it.
If the sun was real, then maybe…
Author: verucasalt123
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Dean
Claim: Theme 01: Elemental
Theme: http://verucasalt123.livejournal.com/85331.html
Prompt(s): #29, Sun
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: These boys do not belong to me.
Summary: At first, it hurt.
More than his damaged hands and fingernails, more than his cramped muscles and tight lungs, the sun hurt like a bitch. It was like a flame in his eyes.
Dean took in his surroundings, the fallen trees, the simple wooden cross.
He didn’t understand. Not any of it. Another trick, maybe. Let him think he was out…but it had been a while since anyone but him had been doing the tricking of the souls on the rack.
Anyway, there was no way for this to be a trick. The heat from the sun rippled up in waves off the pavement as he started to walk. The intensity of its brightness was too real. He was sweating, real sweat, he could feel it, smell it.
If the sun was real, then maybe…
