Title: visions are seldom what they seem
Disclaimer: not my characters; title from Disney's Sleeping Beauty.
Warnings: spoilers for aired season 5; AU (I assume)
Pairings: none stated
Rating: PG
Wordcount: 100
Point of view: third
The amulet was cold cradled in his palm, colder than it should have been considering it'd spent the better part of twenty years against Dean's skin.
He flew with the amulet on its cord around his neck, from one edge of the cosmos to the other, and it never burned. He searched and he prayed, and Father never revealed Himself.
So he returned to Dean Winchester and he handed back the amulet and he did not notice when it shone a brighter gold than it'd been in his presence alone.
(No one recognizes the divine when it stands before them.)