Field of Broken Dreams
E/O Drabble Challenge: word count 100
Challenge word: break
Warnings: Death fic
Summary: Dean and Sam's last case leaves one of them alone in a nightmare from which there will be no awakening.
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The army of the dead shatters and falls to the muddy, bloody ground, littering the field with broken dreams. The sorcerer's shrieks pierce the rain-sodden air where he writhes, impaled on the stake through his fat belly.
Dean doesn't notice.
He holds on tight; right hand cramping where it grips Sam's blood-soaked shirt, the left vainly shielding Sam's head from the shards of bone that rain down.
Sam's touch is too light on the back of his neck, Sam's eyes are open but unseeing and
Dean
Can't
Breathe.
The light is fading, and Dean is sinking with the sun.