The souls start flying upward then, millions upon millions of scarlet and cerulean bursts against the backdrop of the night sky. There are millions of them, but they’re not as big as the universe, not as full of energy as the vacuum of space is empty of it. Perhaps some will crash against a distant planet and create life. Perhaps some will be sucked into a black hole, or burn forever on the surface of a star. Castiel is first splitting them into fragments, and they will not feel; they will disperse and become more of the mystical energy that powers the cosmos. Transformed, they will ride on forever, and transformed too, Castiel will live on without them.
BRB, BAWLING HAPPY TEARS FOREVER AND FINDING THE BIGGEST DIAMOND IN ALL OF CREATION SO I CAN PROPOSE TO YOU.
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BRB, BAWLING HAPPY TEARS FOREVER AND FINDING THE BIGGEST DIAMOND IN ALL OF CREATION SO I CAN PROPOSE TO YOU.