It didn't hurt yet
By Parisindy
100 words on the nose...
E/O CHALLENGE: Drabble Word: Raw
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This isn't the way he had planned things to go,
Dean Winchester leaned against the grill of the impala feeling detached and slightly bemused, while his brother finished off the Wendigo.
Blood, gleamed on his pant leg, shining wetly in drastic contrast to the grey dust that surrounded him. Grit dug in to the heels of his hands leaving them feeling raw and torn. He was in that split moment after an injury. The moment where you can analyze what happened without acknowledging the consequences. Where shock and disbelief left you feeling detached.
It didn't hurt yet, but it would.
The end