Disclaimer: The beautiful Winchester boys do not belong to me.
A/N: In honor of it being the first day of November, I wrote a series of three drabbles this week. I don't know, just felt like writing a lot for this challenge :D I was inspired.
Drabble word: Green
Word Count: 100 each.
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Dean's eyes always reminded Sam of home.
Two pools of molten green that somehow managed to glow with a warmth that took his breath away.
It's the color that stands out in his hazy collection of memories when he was a baby.
He remembers feeling safe whenever Dean looked at him, smiling with his eyes.
Now, it's different. All Sam sees is glassy sage, staring lifelessly past him. Filled with the echo of death and dimming light. It's a sight Sam never dreamed he'd ever see.
For the first time, as he stares into his brother's eyes, Sam feels cold.
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