A Heart to Give Prologue“Dean!” Sam’s footfalls echoed in the darkness, his heavy breathing periodically drowned out by the sounds of fighting deeper in the abandoned warehouse.He needed to get to Dean.He needed to get to him before he was killed.Damn it!They had been on a hunt when Dean was taken. Bobby had heard evidence of a dragon settling down in a small town called Jerome, in Arizona. It only had about five hundred residents; perfect for a lone dragon looking to pick off people passing through. They had split up to track the creature, Dean using his charm to figure out who had recently moved to town, and Sam using his extra sense to try to pinpoint a location. Unfortunately, the dragon found them first, but it wasn’t alone: a whole nest had taken residence in the hills nearby. Dean had been grabbed, leaving Sam to come and rescue him.Sam had quickly dealt with the dragon on guard, sneaking up on it and burying his knife in its throat, and was now hurrying through the long bu
LOVEIt is hard to write,about this feeling impossible to fight.The sword by pen beaten in might,when in the darkest hours of night,the strength of love the only light.LoveAdorationInfatuationAll the words I cannot use,my hand stilled by my muse,for if described I shall abuse,this feeling that I cannot lose,if only by the hangman’s noose.FearConfusionIllusionDeep inside my lonely heart,split the seams and fall apart,as another name added to your chart,the pain and invisible, weeping mark,but still content to play my part.