Theoretical minus Observed

For the spngenlove community

100 words

Rating: kid friendly

Spoilers: Season 4ish

Disclaimer: not mine


Castiel stood in the midst of the abandoned continent and enjoyed the silence- peace. The daylong sun harshly highlighted the blinding white. The Psalmist once claimed that God's forgiveness could purify one past the whiteness of snow. The Psalmist hadn't been wrong, but he hadn't seen the rest of the picture.

Snow was cold and beautiful and unrelenting.


Sometimes, Castiel preferred the humans' shortsightedness. The humans saw life one way, angels another. Both could be right even though they led in different directions. He had never noticed the difference, never cared.

Now that difference was tearing him in two.