Title: Good Enough
Disclaimer: Stake no claims hereof whatsoever, only playing with my words in Kripke's sandbox.
Challenge Word: Light
Word Count: 100
Players: Enkidu07, Onyx Moonbeam & So Many Wonderfully Eloquent Others...
In continuation, actually, of a drabble from my past, "Shadows and Tall Trees," but you don't have to read that to get this one. Dean's finishing up a salt & burn early in his hunting career, proving his worth --- Hope you all enjoy :)
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A sudden chill alerts him to its presence. His grip on the iron poker tightens, breath hitching, his body freezes up.
The figure advances, this spirit who'd become a ghost when a teenager not much older than himself.
He hears his father's voice shouting from a great distance away.
His limbs are trembling too violently as he clumsily pours salt onto the bones.
"Light it up! Now, Dean!"
He fumbles with the fluid and lighter until suddenly there's flame.
He's pulled away from it by strong arms. Hands pat his back then cup his face. Eyes meet.
"Well done, son."
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Thanks for reading!