Wow, this is lovely and so sad. A lot of powerful imagery.
I thought this will particularly stick with me: The weeds behind John Winchester grow so rapidly, so suddenly. They cling together and in a burst of sparks, they’re all alight. Sulphur fills the air as cinders rise and fall with each breath of heat
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I thought this will particularly stick with me: The weeds behind John Winchester grow so rapidly, so suddenly. They cling together and in a burst of sparks, they’re all alight. Sulphur fills the air as cinders rise and fall with each breath of heat