The Maze

by Tribble Master

A sonnet for Sam, who really does not like Mazes. Nor does Dean, especially when his brother is lost in one.

beta'd and written for: LeighAnnWallace
disclaimer: don't own 'em. or this happens.

The Maze

Sam was taken first into the maze.
Into that abysmal abyss he was tossed;
A dark place made of stones and clays.
My lanky little brother is somewhere lost.
In the depths hides a minotaur; half-crazed.
I don't need golden string, just a little light.
Sam's out there, beaten and probably dazed.
But I know he didn't go without a fight.
I round another corner, my eyes ablaze-
There's fury in my blood, refusing to lose.
That beast appears, untouched by age.
A gun takes him down, but I behead him too.
Sam is huddled in the corner, eyes wide in fright.
"Sammy," I hoist him up, "It's time to see sunlight."