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The Muse
By Grumpymagrat
They had collected the items they needed. The parchment, quill pens, ink, Holy Water, and white candles. "Sam do you really think this'll work?"
"I don't know, but it's all I could come up with."
"And tell me again why we're trying to do this?"
"Because Dean if we don't resurrect the muse then there will be no more us."
"You sure? I feel like I'm still here."
"DEAN!"
"What?!"
"Let's just do this."
They placed the parchment, quill pens and ink in the circle. They lit the candles and began the ritual.
"EGO queso vos muse ut orior oriri ortus. EGO to order vos muse ut orior oriri ortus. EGO to order vos ut orior oriri ortus quod reverto ut vestri vinco. EGO to order vos ut orior oriri ortus quod reverto. In nomen of Abbas , Filius , quod Sanctus Phasmatis. Amen."
Unfortunately it didn't work and so they faded away.
(English translation: I beseech you muse to rise. I command you muse to rise. I command you to rise and return to your master. I command you to rise and return. In the name of the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen.)
Author Note: This was written when Lille wanted me write and I claimed the muse was dead……this was the muse's response.