Author: Esoteric Ink
Genre: AU; One Shot POV from Dean
F.Back: Is LOVE and soooo appreciated, it damn near hurts!
Disclaimer: I drive a Chevy, live in the city and work 9-5. Surely, I own nothing as lucrative as the Supernatural franchise ;)
E T H E R E A L
I still remember the first time I ever tasted nature. Its pure texture, that of near mythological essence. But it held it's own and nothing, not even the faintest hint of a sweet nectar could remove my remembrance of such a mystery.
This cotton colored flake that dissipates mere moments after touching my tongue, intrigues me beyond a wildest fantasy; my mind not fully aware of such a tiny bit of Heaven coming to visit me. On a clear day, it's rare that I would stop all the comings and goings of life and appreciate such a gift, but it was an extraordinary moment that captured my spirit and elicited said reaction.
It was a life short lived but a moment cherished forever - my first witness to an incredible snowfall. This life...my life, has been anything but beautiful, and to have an experience so awe inspiring and ethereal, for a moment I felt completely alive. I was alone, that in itself being unheard of and nearly sacrilegious to the cause of my family, but I was thankful. Grateful for time to search within myself and appreciate all with abandon.
I've done wrong, I've been wronged, but when I close my eyes and remember, I can sense how right things are in my time here on Earth. Whether it's a mission, a calculated death or saving another's soul, the innocence of that split second carries me on more days then I would ever admit. To anyone.
So, here I stand, alone and with eyes that are purposely closed. I am shivering, for the wintry weather has begun its assault against my body, but I care not. This night surrounds me closer then it ever has before; the air is heavy and I cannot help the smile that graces my tired face.
Once more I am again in a fraction of stolen time, and all is forged with a will of steel to carry on just one more day. But not before this is over - this night. I smell the truth of what is to come, and I know it will not be long until the ecstasy of life revisits me on this barren land.
Finally. It came me, and all thoughts ceased to exist for that second time.
My name is Dean Winchester, and I am alive.