Title: Four gifts Hell gave Dean
Characters: Dean, Sam
Word Count: 924
The Impala writhes and shimmers in sickly, iridescent green waves. Flies, Dean realizes after a moment.
I had the pleasure of seeing the beginning portion of this a long while ago, and am so, so, pleased to see its finished conception. Words cannot describe how much I adore this fic--and I've tried. Every image is pristine. It's haunting and endearing all at once, and echoes of just about every other emotion permeate the rest. sistabro is one of my favorite writers in SPN fandom, and for all this fic's brevity, it's definitely a series of images that I'll never forget.