What always strikes me about this series is the deepness and darkness. And not 'hey there might be something behind the closet door' darkness but a stark, blunt darkness and the only thing holding them upright is each other. Wow.
>>there's a story (or two) between Altars of Stone and Wind and this one, which are largely stalled but cover the deal Sam and Dean make with the succubi (the mother of the shapeshifters) that leaves them no longer being hunted by the shifters trying to kill them but present them with a whole new set of problems.>>
You are NOT KIDDING. Having to hunt all of Dean's...offshoots down will be...I don't have a word. Look what you've done, I'm out of words. Oh, and shit, what if they DO run into something demonic?
>>I'm reserving the right not to be bound by my own fanon. >>
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>>"You have to bring it back to me within the hour or I'll trap your sorry ass in there until you are screaming," she said after a moment, and held out the vial in her open palm.>>
Oh, boy. One of the (many) things you do so well: leave things open to the imagination and say all that needs to be said in one sentence.
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>>there's a story (or two) between Altars of Stone and Wind and this one, which are largely stalled but cover the deal Sam and Dean make with the succubi (the mother of the shapeshifters) that leaves them no longer being hunted by the shifters trying to kill them but present them with a whole new set of problems.>>
You are NOT KIDDING. Having to hunt all of Dean's...offshoots down will be...I don't have a word. Look what you've done, I'm out of words. Oh, and shit, what if they DO run into something demonic?
>>I'm reserving the right not to be bound by my own fanon. >>
\m/
>>"You have to bring it back to me within the hour or I'll trap your sorry ass in there until you are screaming," she said after a moment, and held out the vial in her open palm.>>
Oh, boy. One of the (many) things you do so well: leave things open to the imagination and say all that needs to be said in one sentence.