Title: "The Lighthouse at the End of the World"
Author: LastBishop
Rated T
Summary: Alternate Universe/ Post apocalyptic America is a barren wasteland with an overabundance of murderous cannibalistic men and menacing strangers. One man and his mentally handicapped friend must trek across this valley of death in hopes of reaching the only sanctuary on the entire continent.
Disclaimer: Yeah, yeah we all know that I don't own squat.
Prelude
'The night was silent as it has been for over six years. The bugs were dead… almost everything was these days. Well, maybe not everything,' the old man thought glancing once at his dozing friend, the low firelight merrily dancing along his skin and dusty features. 'He looked almost tan in such a light.' The absurd thought tickled him as well it stung. 'The sun along with its glorious warmth and brilliance was gone now like so many things. In its place a great fog resides. It is as long and as vast as any man could walk.'
'The murky blanket of… whatever the hell it's made of,' Bobby Singer was not sure. 'Pollution came to mind as well as smoke from a huge fire that had never been vanquished. Hell, he didn't know; it could be the entire world's depression and hate manifesting itself in one enormous thunder cloud looming over them ready to strike down all that was its path. He didn't know nor did he give a damn anymore. The only thing that meant anything or mattered was the gentle soul sleeping silently across from him. The whole damn world could go straight to hell, just as long as Cas was safe.'
Author's Note: I know it's short, but.. Hey! I just want to get this first prelude out and see how it is received and than I will post more.:D So… review!