A/N: Lookit guys! We're finally getting places! Herpin' to the derpin'. I'm quite happy with this format and I'm having loads of fun writing this so I sincerely hope there's some people out there who enjoy reading it too. Please lemme know if you're out there!
"And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you, because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it."- Roald Dahl
Dean has always prided himself on his ability to stay grounded. He can stay in the present, get done what needs to be, never allowing any kind of distraction. For this reason, Sam has been able to keep what little childhood he still has- can still believe in destiny and fate, believe that the world can still produce miracles. Dean hasn't believed this for quite some time and had always thought himself better off for it. But today is different.
Today he woke with a nagging itch to replace the usual weighted pull of his problems. He hasn't been able to shake it, and it's got him wide eyed and at attention. The world around him is bustling and alive and he feels as though he's right on the cusp of something big. Nothing has changed in his daily routine, there is no evidence to believe that today will be different than any other, but he can feel the change in his bones. It is a taste in the air, a hum on the wind, the thrumming in his skin. Today is different he just knows it.
Sam looks nervous beside him, confused at his sudden nerves. For no, Dean ignores him in favor of searching, searching, for what he doesn't know. Until he sees it. There, in the watchmaker's shop, a boy roughly his age works diligently at the counter. His hair is dark, his skin, pale, his demeanor serious. A cold chill runs through Dean's veins and somehow he just knows- if only the boy will look up! He holds his breath, the air around him tense, like a string pulled taut- ready to snap. As is sensing his stare, the boy slowly begins to look up from his work, gaze searching and there. The eyes that watch over him in his dreams.