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Part Eight – Take a Hint
Story type: Drabble (Word count: 100) | E/O Challenge | Challenge word is dirt
Author's notes: Once again not enough room for words to tell everything I wanted to tell in this chapter. Thank God this is a multichapter story!
And how perfect the two challenge words go together this week, it's almost charming! The thing with our musketeer word is that it's chosen first, mostly on Monday. The official E/O word is announced between Wednesday and Friday, so there are a few days in between where Shannz, MeAzrael and me tremble in anticipation what the E/O word will be and how it goes with our word.
The word I chose for the three of us this week was explosion. And damn, am I curious about what my fellow girls have created with it!
The hunter in him let him creep up on his enemy without the tiniest noise. Out of nowhere, like a breeze about to become a gust of wind.
The brother in him filled the framework with love, reason. Knew exactly what Dean was telling him with that feeble wave of his hand.
Thanks for the hint, bro.
And Sam was a lightning.
Spotting the gun in the dirt where Dean had pointed at, Sam lunged for it, felt his fingers close around the grip, yanked it up.
The explosion of rotting skin and bones was accompanied by a brutish stench.
To be continued…